Somewhere, an inquisitive Martian is mistaking everyday locomotives for giant, worm-shaped vacuums, whose utility on earth is to clean up displaced human beings from the surfaces of elevated ground blocks and underground cavities.
Obviously, the simultaneity of collection and disposal would have said Martian shaking her head at such an inefficient practice of urban landscape dentistry. So, out of the goodness of her extra-terrestrial heart (and her all too human-like thirst for glorious recognition), she will begin to sketch methodical diagrams for keeping stored people entities from falling out during cleansing periods.
Putting an actual end to the Endless Giant Vacuum Cycle would become the latest ambition to sparkle her green-aqua-eyes. It would be followed by an obsessive compulsion to better her next-door world as she knows it. Starting with those all too peculiar methods of human transportation.
(Secretly, she’s already thinking up paw-sized jet pack designs and passenger flotation devices, to assist those attempting commute by pull of squishy-nosed canines.)
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