Cassini: Before NASA became pathetic

Nuclear powered, as any unmanned spacecraft SHOULD be. A success, unlike many others. No global warming crapola, no doom-saying, greenie money-grubbing opportunism. The way an agency tasked with SPACE EXPLORATION should do things.

https://saturn.jpl.nasa.gov/

On Wed, 26 Apr 2017 15:37:09 -0700 (PDT), RichA
wrote:

Nuclear powered, as any unmanned spacecraft SHOULD be. A success, unlike many others. No global warming crapola, no doom-saying, greenie money-grubbing opportunism. The way an agency tasked with SPACE EXPLORATION should do things.

You are bat**** crazy!

On Thursday, 27 April 2017 03:25:35 UTC+2, Chris L Peterson wrote:
On Wed, 26 Apr 2017 15:37:09 -0700 (PDT), RichA
wrote:

Nuclear powered, as any unmanned spacecraft SHOULD be. A success, unlike many others. No global warming crapola, no doom-saying, greenie money-grubbing opportunism. The way an agency tasked with SPACE EXPLORATION should do things.

You are bat**** crazy!

Don't hold back, Chris! Tell us what you really think. ;-))
You do have to laugh though.
The vast majority of human wealth is in the hands of a tiny few.
The parasitic, world destroying, non-taxpayers whose lives are untouched by any law.
Yet Rich blames "the greens" for money grubbing opportunism?
Better, surely, to suffer poverty and real need.
Rather than to suffer from decades as a sociopathic billionaire.
With more trophy wives, worthless offspring and countless slaves than their alien rivals.
To be constantly laid low by chronic, terminal and completely untreatable, Greed's disease.
Made further intolerable by the hideous disfigurement by Avarice pustules on every inch of their leathery hides.
Trusting nobody with their hundred trillionth dime.
As the caustic craving, for more, eats away at their pampered insides.
As they fashion a vast and gaudily decorated needle, in solid platinum.
With an eye just large enough for their bloated egos to pass through on their demise.
After a life of self-pampering and self-abuse which would kill an entire stable of "priceless" race horses.
Their last breath wasted on a desperate plea before arriving at the "Pearly" Gates sprawling residence. Non-Largess To-Go.
"A conscience! A conscience! My empire for a conscience!" ;-))