Above is Admiral Janeway from Star Trek: Voyager. A Simpson's joke, but it's no joke. Of course there is Janeway porn.
Click below for a wicked tease of Rule 34!
I say to you, fellow meatbags! The future is
We are little candles that float in this world, for a time. This world is a little candle that floats in space, for a time. We're all just points of light, floating.
His meritorious achievements are vast;
His wisdom is deep and sublime.
His light, with awe-inspiring glory,
Shakes the universe of a thousand million worlds.
I resolve to become a Buddha,
Equal in attainment to you, O holy king of the Dharma,
To save living beings from birth-and-death,
And to lead them all to emancipation.
But this is all illusion.
And so you must have faith. In Science. Amen.
Here, you see a star in its larger environment - ginormous gas clouds. Stars are born from these clouds, they shape and influence these clouds, and their death creates new clouds. Above you see a star affecting a larger gas cloud environment, creating a bow shock in the clouds - just like a boat creates a bow shock in water, or a wind turbine creates a bow shock in the air, stars are shaping the larger environments in which they find themselves. Here's another example.
We exist in a sea of gas - we come from this gas. Gas!
These clouds are primarily hydrogen, but also contain everything that would make up a star and its planets - iron, silver, gold, carbon, everything.
We exist in a living miracle. It's pretty cool.
Speaking of our glorious future, did you hear about the Mayan temple that got torn down for rocks to use in a new road?
Save our temples!
A hero to the wingnuts, of course. America, personified. Get your damn hands off me, you dirty ape! But wipe away the fog of Wingnut mythology and remember the "Charlton" of yore.
What happened, Charlton?
What happened, America? Why did you go mad, infecting so many people with madness?
And what kind of name is Charlton? Sounds like prep school. Not rugged American gun owner.