Clearly, the worker-drone facilitators, a merely temporary fixture within the Grand Plan of accelerating the Ownership of All Things (and all creatures, by extension.)
--> to fewer and fewer -- They Were Expendable©

Obviously these creatures are mere temps, blow-flies enroute to creation of the final Unified Grand Capitalist, locked within his Iridium-plated blast-proof safe filled with ownership certificates for all Things, thus fulfilling the theology of Greed is Good.. to a T. as in Terminal.

Once the smelly, fragile and multifaceted bipeds are finally replaced with Efficient, Outlook/LookOut-embedded transistorized clones of Donald Trump's wettest dreams:
this minor, nondescript planet shall have achieved metaphorically, that burnt-out cinder status foretold by Klaatu
(following his warning about the consequences of spreading our nukes all over), said warning mentioned
-- after his little demo of Daylight Savings Time, at-will.

All Hail Robert Wise, who limned our sappy demise-via-bizness-theology long before there was even a PDP-8 in-service-to this Grand Scheme.
We must Hope that there are, indeed parallel Universes.. once this test-specimen has winked-out into cold Boolean 1/0 ignominy. Eh?


Carrion



Gort, Klaatu barada nikkto!

oTpy: fixed. That much still, we can Do.