I used to play extreme music some 15 years ago and by God 80% of our humour was variations of calling each other f*gs. It’s quite sad cause we didn’t have an ounce of préjudice in us we were just wankers with dead end jobs and shit guitars. We met up with the boys a couple months ago and reminisced there was a lot of cringing…
Those 4kb only held a fraction of the computation needed to fly to the moon though. All the complicated heavy stuff was done by humans and bigger computers down on earth.