Well, maybe we don’t need GIANTS. Somehow, the giants have seemed to have left us fairly well short-changed. what? But then, too, I grow damned tired of the competent and even human writer. The answer is somewhere in the salami sky, and I mean of the spirit, not those idiots bumbling the moon. The first atrocity on the moon, the first war won’t be long in coming. Perhaps the first atrocity was the human foot upon the untouched.
