Future generations will judge us by our works and art left behind. They will use these achievements and failures to recreate life during our time, to understand how we lived and played and dreamed. Along with our weapons of mass destruction and meaningless giant gateways the color of parking cones, they will understand that despite our zero tolerance (well, within a few microns) for jibba-jabba, we could still find it in our hearts to pity fools.
Microscopic Mr. T [Non-Tech City via BoingBoing]
