The slave-owners who control and handle her, maintain a keen eye on the far horizon. Today the world, tomorrow the universe. Like The Beast herself, the slave-owners have grown ever fatter, and have become completely oblivious to the concept of ever having enough. No matter what the cost and to whom. There’s a name for this, and it’s either psychopathy or sociopathy. I’ve always had trouble understanding the difference. The Beast has a name too. She is called Fascism.