"I shredded it," said Gayle Ash, of Belton, Texas, in a telephone interview. "A breast is a breast -- it's a sexual thing. He didn't need to see that."

Up until now, I’ve considered space exploration a colossal unnecessary drain on the common taxpayer…for sake of future novel mining acquisitions, military advantages and escape destinations for the twisted-affluent after they eventually usurp the life-blood of this planet & it’s mostly groovy inhabitants.  BUT now I see the worth:  To find a place where this woman & everyone of her like-mind can be transported, in due comfort, & left, in habitable consolation, to the timid safety of their own absurd repressing puritanical idiosyncrasies & mordant glaze. 

Just the mere thought of it brings me some peace-of-mind. 

To whom do I mail my donation?