What an unfair characterization of what transpired. But it is alright, Alexandr has taught me, I do not mind...
There is no theoretical limit to the power of the hydrogen bomb. And as Minx pointed out to me, as he wished the gnashing of teeth and the wailing on me, there is a moral aspect to this as well; even if I am a third-rate mind, the crimes I can perceive are still awful crimes, so should I speak them publically? And if I can think of them, someone else has, also, before...
The idea that we couldn't is either wishful or narrow-minded. We could. That is what we made of ourselves...
And we can build a dyson sphere as well. You and Choobs seem to be using two entirely different interpretations of "being able to do something."
Last night as I lay in bed, looking up at the stars, I thought, “Where the hell is my ceiling?"