I love corresponding with you all. All three of you. People have come here with perfectly reasonable requests (such as a search for Erin Burnett’s boobs), and trying lately to understand why Herman Cain calls himself a “black walnut”.
The one I can’t figure out is “Can idiots die in space?”.
This must be a reaction to my screed about how the kids of the sixties turned out to be the assholes of the new century. I told them they can go to space because the whole thing makes me sick.
I don’t think idiots can pass the test for a ride. But yes, they could go to space, theoretically. And they can die there if they are up there, acting like idiots and some one pushes him thru the airlock because of his idiocy.