Letter to Elon Musk


Hey Elon!

You probably already know that it's not a good use of weight to transport a pig all the way from Planet Earth to Planet Mars, just to slaughter it and make sausages out of it. There are other very good reason why this is a terrible idea, but if you think that you can get people to live on nothing but some Acme Space Gel the rest of their lives, then you're even more insane than people say. You gotta give the people what they want. And trust us, when we say, that people want sausages. QED.


Imagine yourself standing in a space station diner on Mars looking out over the rocky red surface and taking the first bite of a juicy hotdog that you have essentially grown yourself. The moment is broadcast to Earth because of its monumental implications; humans will have become an interplanetary species!

We at Plantepølsen envision a thriving Marsian population who live entirely from plants. But let us not get ahead of ourselves and think that going to Mars can be our species' emergency escape button. That is not an option. Sure, let's inhabit other planets, but let's use the knowledge and technology we learn on the way to create a thriving and sustainable population here on Earth.


With me so far?
Great! I'm glad we see eye-to-eye on the matter. My letter to you comes with a desire to collaborate with great thinkers and do'ers like yourself in creating the most advanced open source SPACE PLANT LAB that will enable us to enter a new inter-planetary era for humankind. 

We have reserved a spot for you in the board and hope you will be happy for your very own personalized email: elon@plantepolsen.dk
You already have a heap of greetings from friends and fans waiting to be read. 

I look forward to your call.  

Yours sincerely

Ollie and the rest of the crew