[ WP ] A squad of aliens arrive on Earth . Their task : decide if humanity is ready to join the galactic community .

`` They've had a pretty rough year, remember that. Our 67,156,243rd galactic year was n't so great either.'' 
 `` Shoddy, even so. Homicide, bickering, fighting everywhere. How do they expect to join the Galaxy in this state?'' 
 `` Look, it's not all bad. They've learnt to not kill off their wild animals. The large cats are back on the rise!'' 
 `` That's only one of a few. They've also elected some oaf who denies it's happening at all. That was well done, was n't it?.'' 
 `` Come now. They've eliminated'measles' from half the planet. Took us much longer to get rid of that dreadful disease. And that was after it killed almost half of us.'' 
 `` Big whoop. They're killing each other far too much for any forward civilisation. They do n't trust each other, they do n't care for each other. Many of their best have died this year alone. Many have lost heart. This year has been too much for many. They are not ready.'' 
 `` They are getting better slowly, but all the time. They have proven gravitational waves. That has to count for something.'' 
 `` It certainly does, but does nothing to offset their limited capabilities and morals.'' 
 `` Have faith and see, friend. Here's to a good 67,156,244th galactic year.'' 
 

