Seven billion eager souls later, you'd think we'd have it sort of figured out.
..."I don't quite know how it happened. One day I was sipping some Maker's and blowing some hot love into this sweet Ocarina app Moloch gifted me, and the next, boom, seven billion ravenous little fleshbombs running around like they own the place. I gotta back off the mushrooms." -God
Why bother? That ship done sailed, Dude. We're about to fuck ourselves out of a place to sit at the dinner table.