Inspector: This is the story of the Earth, right now? A planet that cannot successfully deliver a fundamental resource of life all its inhabitants. The peak of civilization, and the result is that, ‘they just can’t get along?’ are you fucking kidding me? Who’s in charge here?
— Gnomes Over[-]hea[r]d:
Drily Macab: what do you mean, they don’t yet have water?
Glad be Urve: right now?
Drily: don’t do that. You know exactly what I mean, don’t be temporally anal. Who’s in charge?
Drily: you won’t be ‘glad’ much longer…
Glad: sorry. In charge? Right now? No one, really.
Drily: a committee, then? Who leads the committee?
Glad: no. I mean, there was one brilliant human in charge for a bit, but the seat turned over, and now, some kind of troll rules.
Drily: is the troll at least actively working on the water problem?
Glad: he’s actively working on a cheeseburger, or, something not water, anyway.
Drily: how much time have they had?
Glad: more than ten thousand revolutions.
Drily: more than ten? And the most active organism doesn’t even have a fully functional water system?
Glad: they’ve had a rough go of it.
Drily: says here: Earth. Blue planet.
Glad: true true, but their strength is will-power driven by desire: even with abundant resources, several thought, and sought, to own it all for themselves.
Drily: you’re telling me, after more than ten thousand years of a prominent, dominant organism overseeing a blue planet, water does not run to all constituent life because they don’t… get along?
Glad: yes. Er, yes, more or less. Yep.
Drily: shut it down.
Glad: but wait! Some have water.
Drily: and a troll’s steering the ship?
Glad: I wouldn’t say that exactly, but he is standing neeeear the helm. (No button, by the way! so, they’ve got that going for them.)
Drily: I’m supposed to be impressed they don’t have a single point of failure exposed to destroy themselves?
Glad: yes? It is a big positive. I told you the leader is a troll, right?
Glad: yes. Right now.
Drily: no. Now. Shut it down. Now.
Drily: stop it.
Glad: I just don’t think that will help. Let’s allow it to play itself out; it’s not like they’re getting off the planet at this rate!
Drily: fine. But if they contaminate another sector, it’s on you — next!
Glad: next what? I’m g[G]lad[,] we’re just gnomes.