Journal entry #1,628

My observations of hoomans and their ways has convinced me that these simple creatures will never leave this planet, unless changes are made. Your planet chokes on pollution and garbage that you throw around as if you had somewhere else to go when the Urth inevitably dies by your hands. Recently, one of your Urth "metal heads" landed a spacecraft on a comet. This is a massive achievement for your species. I would have thought the complexities beyond you. This man takes your species one step closer to the stars. To escape this primitive rock to explore the cosmos and find for yourselves that there is other life out there, other planets to colonize...and all your society cares about is this "Kim Kardashian" fishsquirrel not wearing any clothes. How farking stupid can you be? First off, hoomans, your priorities are totally backwards. You hoomans need to wake up or I promise you will continue on this path of de-evolution and the Tsar-Djent and I will be forced to rectify the situation, and trust me…You don’t want me to be the one to do it. I think you should put your metal loving citizens in charge. They're becoming presidents and landing spacecrafts on comets....they seem to be the only ones looking up to the skies, while the rest of you are content wallowing down in the greedy corrupted self absorbed filth you have been showering yourselves in.