It's Thursday, and to be honest you have never quite gotten the hang of Thursdays, and things in your life are starting to take a turn for the strange. There is a demolition team outside your house at the ready to knock it down so that a new highway can be built, you discover that your best friend Ford Prefect isn't from Guildford but a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse and is a researcher for some sort of intergalactic Wikipedia called The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy and the girl of your dreams ran off with some slick dude claiming to be the President of the Universe. (so what if he actually is the president ... that line should have never worked!)
Oh, and did I mention that there is an alien fleet surrounding the Earth about to blast it so that an intergalactic freeway (of a sort) can be built.
Welcome to the life of Arthur Dent, a primitive life-form that is about to become one of the last remaining examples of the human race and a soon to be bathrobe clad space traveler.
What do you do when your planet is about to be turned into gravel? Well, according to Ford Prefect all you have to do is stick out your thumb and bum a ride.
Ever wonder why all the alien races in the galaxy seem to be speaking English? Well they really aren't. There is a clever little organism out there that makes communication between different races possible.
Written on the cover of the Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy in big green letters are the words Don't Panic. In the far reaches of the universe these are words to live by, because even though you may be about to be thrown off a spaceship into the freezing, oxygen void realm of space the odds of you being rescued before you expire is not statically impossible but rather merely improbable.
What about robots? We've always been told that there would be robots! Well there certainly are robots out there, the only problem is that they are all manically depressed.
For decades now mankind has believed that travel between solar systems was impossible, again the ability to travel across space was just merely improbable. Seems that all you need to do is be everywhere at once.
Man has always worked under the belief that they are the most intelligent beings on Earth. The truth is that ... well maybe you should sit down and have a drink or two ...
Okay, so we are nothing but a bunch of intergalactic morons. There must be some beings out there trying to figure out the answers to the big questions like - what is the meaning of life, the universe and everything?
Well there you are then. That's the universe and all of its mysteries explained in a way that lower life forms like ourselves can understand.
Don't Panic!
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