*Moi ƒeares for thy PQ/Perspicuity Quotient..

The 'optics' of this behemoth are beyond Machiavellian --> unto (that earlier Trickster, Mesmer) and in the realm of Beelzebub; do you not see that this Meta-Monster machine is carefully crafted to ..eat your Brainz? To distract from the Prime Directive-at-Hand

..leaving you helpless to facilitate the extermination of such meat-only-Monsters as clearly aim to kill off The Re-Plebiscite--the only remaining SYA--from the local Trump-infestation (which has metastasized exactly as in the dis-US).



aka: IF... Blighty. Fucks. This. Up. and that jackal-in-Clown-clothing delivers a fatal-stab to BOTH Blighty and (your only Hope for necessarily enhanced Power/Control of the entire Continent's fate) ... that failure to Unite against Putin + ∑Fascists would be scabrous, would enhance the mind-fucking regime on THIS 'continent' too ..by osmosis. And Lemming-disease.

So then, Your 'Mission Impossible' assigned, is:
Get Out There and break-some heads (to let the sunshine in) ... and put this Devil-machine in the closet until your and our Nazis are buried next to the earlier departees. (Also: be sure to attach a pissoir adjacent to the Marker-stone of each perp, saves the greenery y'see)

That is all.

* This message sent via authority of The Cthulhu-Prime-Directive: that every sentient being must recognize that,
Mankind--such as this fucked-up species-IS--lacks Scale and Relativity 99% of the time,
(thus absolving moi from any hubris-cat-calls ... I wot). :-þ