So some bunch of dumbass "astronomers" have-- after an on-again, off-again couple of weeks, come out and said, finally, that Pluto is NOT a planet.

Let me tell you one of a zillion reasons why these silly sons of bitches need to sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up:

Carl Sagan's Pioneer Plaque.

That's right.

The Pioneer Plaque.

Mounted to the sides of Pioneers 10 and 11, the Pioneer Plaque is a kind of base-level codec explaining Man and his position in the solar system. It is a visual reduction of the most barest of essentials of WHO WE ARE and, ho ho!, WHERE WE ARE. It says, HELLO! Spacemen! We are an intellgent, self-aware people that have an understanding of ourselves and our Space! This is who we are! This is where we come from! We're SMART!

Here, take a closer look.

See? Right there, on the bottom-right. Fuckin' PLUTO, bitches.

We've already TOLD THE ALIENS we think PLUTO IS A PLANET. Now if they FIND THE PLAQUE and come say hello, and suddenly we're all, "What, no, we're an eight-planet solar system, buddieth; we have a selection of dwarf planets you might have seen on your way in, but those, in spite of having sufficent mass for its self-gravity to overcome rigid body forces to assume hydrostatic eqiulibrium, haven't cleared the neighborhood around its orbit and that little insignificant speck there you saw on your way in overlaps with our REAL last planet, Neptune..."

Way to go. Way to make us look like a bunch of dipshits to the spacemen.

Hitler was right. You intellectual types should be locked up and thrown into camps.