Hoo-RAH for Exploitation and Progress
I bought these monster hard drives from Best Buy for dirt cheap. I asked Kevin how that was possible. He answered "Child Labor."
I'm pretty sure the more enlightened employers of the Far East use industrial robots to build these things. Though they probably use children to repair the robots (you know, in between their night shifts at the Brothel.)
All to bring me cheaper and cheaper electronics so I can "Imagineer" Creative and Visionary devices for Babylon, assisting in its death-ride worship of Moloch and Aitvaras.
So proud of myself; so darned Tricky.
They will end up in a landfill someday leeching mercury and heavy metals into the ground and water supply.
Thusly guaranteeing that only the stoutest pathogen-resistent complex organisms survive to the next millenia.
So to all the cockroaches and sewer rats I say, "Good Luck. Try not to fuck it up any more than we did."
And to Gaia: "THANKS FOR THE RIDE, LADY! Thanks for the ride."