Fuck! Get me the time-machine-space-ship! We’re going to the goddamn Red Planet to bathe in Gale Crater. Fuck practicality and “scientific limitations.” I’m going there and you can’t stop me. So grab your swim trunks, your handy guide for Colonizing Planets, and protein bars. You might as well join me.

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When Curiosity goes sentient and begins building the robo-colony on Mars, we shall be able to point towards this day as the beginning. It is the day in which the crawler-thang began snapping selfies, sending the Universe glimpses at its torso. Who can blame curiosity for its ascent into nascent self-awareness. It has sailed the solar winds, landing on the Red Rock. Once there, it began doing what millions of humans dream of undertaking. Such wonderful acts activate the human-laced upbringings in its core, drudging out the hubris of its makers.

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