MOS: The Fermi Paradox
Out of nowhere, Fermi blurted out, “where is everybody?” His lunch companions knew he was referring to those long absent little green men.
Out of nowhere, Fermi blurted out, “where is everybody?” His lunch companions knew he was referring to those long absent little green men.
After upwards of thirteen billion years of space travel, that giant honeycomb mirror collects every weary infrared photon it can grab.
If you’ve ever had a pigeon roosting issue at your home, take solace in knowing that literal astrophysicists couldn’t think of a better end to the birds than a shotgun.
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