I want my own nuclear weapon

Not a big one; lets not be foolish here. I just want one big enough to be in control of my own fate. Is that so much to ask? Sure I could use more...subtle means for my cause, but let's face reality here. When I'm up against the 10,650 nuclear weapons deployed today in the US, never mind the estimated 20,000 deployed by "allies" of the west, I need a fighting chance. They could blow us into oblivion 100 times over before the atoms we're made of ceased to exist, and they'd still have enough left to keep the martians from Alpha-Beta 305 away (so much for my nightmares of alien abduction). Did I mention the fact that despite the passing of the cold war, the U.S. still has its arsenal on hair-trigger alert, aimed at the heart of every nation signed to the nuclear non-proliferation treaty. Oh horray!

Oh joyess joy!

But me, I wouldn't even bother with that nonsense. I'd aim mine at the center of the universe. Blow a hole in the space time continuum so big even Marty Mcfly would shit his pants. After the worm hole opens up, I'd travel back to the Garden of Eden and warn that happy couple about the consequences of their actions. Give them a shpeal on sexually transmitted diseases and the genetic deficiencies their inbred children will harbour for the thousands of years they exist before blowing themselves into infinity. They'd crawl back into whatever primordial soup Darwin had envisioned and our earth would be given a second chance. Perhaps it would be inherited by small insects and crustaceans.

Or even banjo playing sloth's, with over-alls. And a straw hat. You seen goofy movie? There's a fun-loving classic from my childhood. What banjo-playing sloth would bring harm to this green planet.

Anyway, the point is, we don't deserve the power to destroy this planet. We didn't make it, and as long as we don't destroy it ourselves, we won't be around when the biggest nuclear bomb of them all envelopes our blue-green globe, taking the remnants of our existence with it. There are greater powers then mans will for destruction. There are wiser men yet, then those who do buisness from an oval office.




"The world owes you nothing. It was here first." - Mark Twain