… and we do “know” earth is a level geostationary plane.  We don’t just “think” it.  It’s not an opinion. It’s not an hypothesis.  It’s not a theory.  It’s not a claim.  It’s not up for debate  It is indeed, a 100%, proven scientific fact.  Proven more than a thousand times over.  Proven with real actual empirical scientific evidence.  While the globe earth theory, has absolutely zero empirical scientific evidence to support it.   There’s not even one tiny little bit of solid evidence for the globe claim.  
That still blows my mind every time I think about it.  Literally 0 proof vs literally, well  over 1,000 proofs.  It doesn’t matter if 95% of today’s scientists & professors & think tanks “believe” earth is a 1,000 mph spinning ball, flying endlessly at over 1 million mph, through infinite space, the fact is, we simply are not doing any of that.    Ignoring the evidence doesn’t change the reality.  
Scientist’s that prove themselves so closed minded that they refuse to even look at the evidence, on something of this scale and magnitude, should have to immediately turn in their scientist license, and cease forthwith, in calling themselves such   And if scientists don’t have a license, or anything of the sort, well then, ladies and gentlemen, don’t look for ioftheneedle going forward, look for thescientistguy, instead. Yeah, that’s it, a scientist, that’s the ticket… I’m just a regular scientist right now so don’t get too amazed at my intellect, but I’m going to study hard, and by the end of next week, I plan to be a bonafide food scientist.  
A pound of human fat is equivalent to about 3,500 calories.  So you can see already, I’m not playing around here.  That’s a genuine scientific food fact right there.  It means I’m smarter the most of you out there, you see? Me and Mike.  AKA: Mike and Mike.  My name is Mike by the way.  Ioftheneedle is my last name, I think it’s Greek, but maybe not.    Anyhow, come next week, this one food scientist guy, Mike, will officially be, my colleague  
So I’ll have to poke ever so softly from then on, if at all.  Professional courtesy, we call it.  Higher standards, is what it is.  And I’ll tell you, I was born for this shit.  And by shit, I of course mean, stuff.  That’s right, I am now all about the high road, and a high brow.  I’d just ask everyone to please remember, whenever I say “stuff”, in the future, I really mean, shit.  I won’t be able to remind you, because I won’t be able to stoop that low anymore… even to hint at such common man talk could be detrimental to my climb up the scientist social ladder.  
Who out there knows to put their silverware at the 4 o’clock position on your dinner plate when you are finished eating?  That’s why your waitress always has to ask if you are done with your plate, because you’re too stupid to give the universal signal that says,  “”I’m done”.  It’s called basic etiquette.  And I got that.  I bring it up to show I’m not messing around about being a high brow scientist, and it was no accident I used an example having to do with “food”, seeing how that’s going to be my specialty.
Lest anyone doubt, I’ll just leave you with this little nugget, in the raw… if you freeze your bread, and then thaw it, and then toast it, it will contain more beneficial fiber, it will contain less calories, and it won’t spike your blood sugar.   And I tell you that before I’m even officially a food scientist. Wow. My colleague’s are going to love me.  I mean, how could they not, you know?  
Ok ok, one more fun food scientist fact,  which by the way is one of the great things about being a food scientist, facts are indeed facts, as long as there’s pseudoscience to back them up… like with dinosaurs and gravity and astronauts and such.  But I digress, fun food fact, last one, cause I gotta go!  
Now, you know the leading brand of hot dogs, Oscar Meyer Wiener’s, right?  Well, what if I told you, it’s really, Oscar Meyer’s Weiner?   Yes, Mr Meyer has a unique condition, where he was born with the characteristics, of a salamander… you know, where they regrow their tail if a predator bites it off.  Anyway, it’s a long story, no pun intended, I’ll have to finish it later, I’ve got to go do food scientist stuff, yes stuff… that is, after I walk my dog.  And no, my dog is not “hot”, and he’s not a wiener dog either, don’t be ridiculous. Please take the sophomoric stuff, yes stuff, somewhere else.  
Now.  Where my colleague’s at?  Surely they’re not having a few beers at the local strip joint?  I’d be aghast.  Aghast I tell ya!  I’ll go make sure.  If not me, then who?  “If” and “then”…. yes, a bonafide hypothesis, without even trying.  Being a scientist is so easy, I can’t believe I waited this long. 

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. 
For you common folk, that’s how we say good bye… “good evening”… it sounds more like a greeting, and we’re all very well aware of that, but we don’t care.