As you probably know already, today is the end of an era.
STS-135, The last flight of Space Shuttle Atlantis.
The day when our possibly pod-cloned President single-handedly kills our manned space program, leaving us dependent on the Communists for access to our orbiting space weaponry on the International Space Station.
It's a sad day indeed.
I don't like to delve into doom and gloom too often on this blog, but there are no other words for this. We are, in short, doomed.