Or at least someone smarter than me does:
http://physicsfromtheedge.blogspot.com/
Job opening to work on actual science instead of hand-wavy, platform nine and three quarters, oompa-loompa dark matter magic.
There's no earthly way of knowing
Which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're rowing
Or which way the river's flowing
Is it raining, is it snowing
Is a hurricane a-blowing
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Are the fires of Hell a-glowing
Is the grisly reaper mowing
Yes, the danger must be growing
For the rowers keep on rowing
And they're certainly not showing
Any signs that they are slowing
(Score: -1, Offtopic) by Anonymous Coward on Tuesday October 23 2018, @09:27AM
Time to ram my dark matter chocolate cock into Gaaark's tight ass. You won't think it's magic when it's cumming through the crimson event horizon of your boy snatch.