Just as we were waiting for the carbon credit-crazed United Nations to tax the very air that we breathe, the UN is sending out tentacles to capture the Last Frontier.
Nothing, not even your kid's kite or Aunt Patricia’s pumpkin pie cooling on the window ledge are safe from the UN.
According to the New York Post, the largest bureaucracy on Algore’s Mother Earth has appointed “an obscure Malaysian scientist” as the “Earth’s official alien-spacecraft greeter”.