“Oh Mighty Hand of Progress and Science. We beseech thee to guide or ways. Help us to secure funding for our Research Projects. Show us the mysteries of Nature that we may harness them and produce a brighter cleaner wash! Shelter us from the elements and bring us good and ever-lasting AC.
Beloved Mighty Hand grasp the mighty atom and hold it forth for us to study it’s magical rays and it’s dividend potential. Yay, though the doubting may nag and falsly sing the hymns of greeness, level our mountains and sculpt our rivers to sublime geometric perfection. Let us always walk in the sunlight of overwhelming technological superiorty and cast our enemies into the pit of metric madness and incompatible voltage.”
Common invocation chanted by the white coated priests of The Church of the Fortune 500- circa 1955