Bringing skill and technical prowess to the frontier
Following the disappointing refueling services provided in Stanton in 2949 a group of wealthy snobs decided to form a club. An elite club for the elite to whinge and moan about all the shortcomings of the vast universe that was still far away from being an accessible dream…… to the elite.
We think we know what we are doing. We have always thought so. We never seem to acknowledge that we have been wrong in the past, and so might be wrong in the future. Instead, each generation writes off earlier errors as the result of bad thinking by less able minds – and then confidently embarks on fresh errors of its own. – Michael Chricton
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