You people from the past – you are all so soft. Like a bunch of Famgellian Phlem monsters. Life in the future isn’t such a vacation like you might think it is.
For example – traveling through space on a star cruiser, exploring the galaxies faster than the speed of light. Not such a cake walk my friends…
How would you like to live under the constant threat of having your blood boil and your brains sucked out by negative space. Just a simple pin prick in your fancy ships hull and say good bye to your eyeballs.
Or how about when you finally get to your destination, ready to tow that broken down old galaxy class star ship to the shop. What kind of things might you might encounter? How about beings that have no form, but can cause you to go mad just by looking at you. Or how about a weed that when touched melts your skin off.
And you might not even think about it, but the rest of the galaxy, kind of smells. Such foul smells every where you go. A mixture of rotting eggs and dog urine as far as the nose can smell.
So the next time you want to complain about anything – don’t.
Just quit your bitching already.