Hey Dern It, Hurry Up

It has recently come to Latigo Flint's attention that there is in fact one final frontier... SPACE!!!

Well *&%#!* come on!!! Why didn't someone tell Latigo Flint sooner?! What on Earth are we waiting for?! (Yes, I thought that was pretty clever too, "What on Ea-" um, anyway...)

Space colonies, asteroid mining facilities, limitless opportunity, a transport infrastructure that requires long journeys, a prohibitively distant proximity from official offices of law--- By the waxed handlebar of Earp, we're talking the Old West all over again, and with it, the opportunity for Latigo Flint, the quickest quickdraw the world has ever known, to actually achieve his one great calling.

Oh caustic irony that Latigo Flint has spent his years bemoaning a birth 150 years too late when it would now seem it might have also been 150 years too early!!!

No doubt about it, action must be taken and right quick. In his early 60's, Clint was still able to stride dangerously, squint menacingly, and slap thigh blazingly, as evidenced by the fine documentary film, Unforgiven. There's no reason Latigo Flint can't expect a similar retention of quickdraw skills. That gives us 30 to 40 years - and actually I'd really prefer it to be much sooner to really maximize the number of years I get to say: "ohm in maa priiiiiime".

So....... GO! Time to get a move on and really scamper along forward now NASA and Branson and Rutan and all 'yall. Friggin' tie the carbon nanotubes already and pluck the antimatter and whatnot.

I said MOVE! How can you be so obtuse NASA? Don't you understand this is my chance? This is my life we're talking about here!!!



Okay, I got a little worked up just then (sorry Dufresne). I'm going to get rip-snorting, dread-shuffling drunk now and when I wake up in a day or two, I had better see some serious progress.

Yeah, I'm looking at you too Asian UCLA students. Show me something dern it!