Turn headlines into talking points

Sextillions.

No, not an orgy-obsessed race of alien smut lizards (sorry to disappoint).
A number. One with 21 zeros. (You try writing it.)
The estimated number of planets in the universe.

Sextillions. Plural.

Which raises the obvious question: where the hell is everybody?

Back in issue #16, 66% of you said aliens exist. And this week, the conversation got considerably weirder.

The Pentagon dropped a fresh batch of UFO files.
Hundreds of new reports. Lots of blurry flying saucer videos.

Obama — who once laughed this off on late-night TV — recently admitted: "They're real." Then did the political equivalent of walking backwards into a hedge.

US Congressman Tim Burchett keeps insisting the government knows exactly what's out there. Including underwater alien bases.
Which is a sentence an elected official said…out loud…

Meanwhile: X-Files reboot confirmed.
Spielberg's alien film, Disclosure Day, lands this summer.

Coincidence? Possibly.

Or perfectly timed distraction theatre while the actual news quietly burns somewhere else?

Then there's the Fermi Paradox.
A universe this absurdly vast, this incomprehensibly old — and radio silence.
Not a blip. Not even a like.

Either we're genuinely alone in all of this.

Or someone's very deliberately not knocking.

💡 PRO TIP: Aliens are perfect conversation fuel — nobody can prove anyone wrong or right (yet).

💬 FOLLOW-UP: "If aliens arrived tomorrow, what's the first human thing you'd apologise for?"

⛔ DON'T SAY: "I was abducted once."
(Unless you want a very different conversation.)

Born from a 1947 misquote.
Pilot Kenneth Arnold said UFOs moved like saucers skipping across water.

A journalist wrote “flying saucers.”
It stuck.

Now the government calls them UAPs: Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena.

Almost like they’re trying to make us stop asking…

💬 FOLLOW UP: Have you ever seen one?

After one look at this planet, any visitor from outer space would say, 'I want to see the manager.'
(William S. Burroughs, American writer, 1914-1997)

👇 Answer at the end

One month until the World Cup.

The beautiful game.

Also...(checks notes)... $2 million resale tickets (come with a free hot dog!)
And rumours of ICE agents skulking around stadiums.

Not going? Same.

Good news: you don't need a ticket to have the conversation.
You just need the beautiful snack: crisps.

Lay's announced 40 limited-edition World Cup flavours across the globe.

Which sounds less like a crisp flavour and more like something shouted at a rave.

Forty flavours. One planet.
Suddenly, the World Cup is a lot more interesting.

And before any Americans start twitching:

In Britain, they’re crisps.
“Chips” are hot, chunky and arrive next to fish.
Explaining this in Japan nearly finished me off.

Brits eat around 6–11kg of crisps a year.
Which feels low. That’s basically one stressful Tuesday.

So, forget VAR decisions, tactical analysis and unruly fans.
This World Cup, the real battle is happening in the snack aisle.

Maybe the alien talk’s getting too lizardy.
Maybe the football guy has started explaining xG statistics again.
Maybe you just want more crisps.

Time to leave. Gracefully.
Knowing how to exit a conversation is as important as starting one.

“Well…ANYWAY…” then vanishing mid-sentence like a malfunctioning hologram leaves a stink.

Try E.N.D. instead:

No phone-faking or slow backing away like you've spotted your ex.

Just E.N.D.

💡 PRO TIP: Technically, the person who started the conversation gets to end it.
If that wasn’t you, add extra warmth on the way out.

⛔ DON’T SAY: “We should do this again sometime.”
(If you don’t mean it. They know.)

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South Korea is training a robot Buddhist monk.

‘Gabi’ can chant scriptures, guide meditation and answer spiritual questions.
Maybe this is the answer to the Fermi Paradox.

Send one into space.
The aliens will come when they're ready.

💬 FOLLOW-UP: Would you listen to a robot monk/priest/vicar, etc.?

Aliens invade. Humans panic. Will Smith saves the planet with a punch and a PowerBook.

💬 YOUR TURN: What’s your favourite “aliens attack” film?

😎 Yes — give me the future (16%)
🤔 Maybe — depends what they actually do (44%)
😬 No — not after the toilet story (44%)
😅 Already own a pair – (0%)

💬 Your Two Cents

B: "No – even before the toilet story…I think there is no doubt that tech certainly does not have user benefit in mind.”
S: “Had this debate at college about 4 years ago…Queue long pause and outright ban on campus. Although pervert glasses will appeal to a certain niche.”

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