You Think You Can Destroy The Planet?

This Novel Is Fiction, Except For The Parts That Aren't.

Malcolm: A Karate Master Does Not Kill People With His Bare Hands. He Does Not Lose His Temper And Kill His Wife. The Person Who Kills Is The Person Who Has No Discipline, No Restraint, And Who Has Purchased His Power In The Form Of A Saturday Night Special. And That Is Why You Think That To Build A Place Like This Is Simple. Hammond: It Was Simple. Malcolm: Then Why Did It Go Wrong?

...scientific Power Is Like Inherited Wealth: Attained Without Discipline. You Read What Others Have Done, And You Take The Next Step. You Can Do It Very Young...there Is No Mastery, Old Scientists Are Ignored. There Is No Humility Before Nature...its A Form Of Inherited Wealth. And You Know What Assholes Congenitally Rich People Are.

The Nasty Little Apes That Call Themselves Human Beings Can Do Nothing Except Run And Hide.

Praise Not The Day Until Evening Has Come, A Woman Until She Is Burnt, A Sword Until It Is Tried, A Maiden Until She Is Married, Ice Until It Has Been Crossed, Beer Until It Has Been Drunk.