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Degaussing Gaia
It's just a thought and not one made for comfortable minds.
But I read somewhere that Earth's magnetic field is failing.
Failing or flipping,
It remains the only thing between us and the lethal Solar winds.
If I were the evil emperor Ming
And sought to destroy this ethereal thing.
How would I proceed? What infernal engine would I need?
And how many years to complete the deed?
I'd wrap the globe in degaussing cable,
With massive alternators, as many as I am able.
Then I'd send the current arcing and sparking,
To erase the field, but then I'd be barking.
I awaken from my reverie and try to clear my gloom,
By looking at the scenery to dispel the air of doom.
But to my shock and deep despair,
The power transmission lines are everywhere!
