Lest thou not forget ' The Golden Order of the BRAAP '
Immaculate Oracle of Bart, did you ever listen to Hoagland, and if you did, what was your take on his Hyper-Dimensional Physics, his dog, the sleestacks wandering around outside his door, that USB thingy, and his serious lack of lubrication on his chair ?
Ye verily I ask you Cydonian refugees, rise up and return to the promised land. I have smote the rovers that have defiled our lands. The oracle of Hoaglandia has been imparted with special wisdom. He, and only he, has the knowledge required to decipher and understand the sacred libraries existing in the archologooes of the planet you have shunned. Look towards Pluto and thou shall not perish of thirst. Titan and Phobos await you. Mount up your convertible space vehicles and join your ancestors in claiming your birthright.