A long time ago, Kurt Vonnegut wrote a short story entitled “The Great Space F**k,” only without the asterisks. Today, a near-trillionaire from a planet with millions of starving people on it, rode a giant, penis-shaped rocket to space just as hundreds of others have done before, but returned convinced he was some sort of a hero. Kurt Vonnegut, meanwhile, though dead, proves to be a prophet. PBUH.
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