Is its existence a crime against life and humanity itself?

"Kwai" you, as Dzee-Dzee -Bon-Da might say to the horrified weary traveller it meets in the bush. The traveller will definitely get one too few beats in the chest and will miss them while in a desperate attempt of running to the other direction (away from the lonely, sad creature longing for company) with out the help of oxygen.

This will lead to sad parents, unfulfilled youth, angry stamp collector(s), future(s) that never happened, multiverses not bourn, life partner(s) never met, progeny that never existed, ideas never fulfilled, paintings not painted, generations not born and one extremely lonely Dzee-Dzee -Bon-Da.

Dzee-Dzee-Bon-Da has been around for quite a while killing innocent things by being the most hideous thing in the multiverse. Now is the time for a pre-emptive strike on this mass-murderer before more are lost on his hopeless quest for friendship. 

Planetary defences are better than ever(might be because we did not have any before and if we did they certainly were made with fission things and only made looser of everyone, mutually, with out discrimination. There we come to the fact that WMD's are the only thing that don't care if you are human, black, white, christian, jew, buddhist, vegan, liberal, red, oligarch or a street cat. For equality bush the big red round springloaded button) and I named it as Ronald 

In reflection for the horror of Dzee-Dzee-Bon-Da I made a protective system of orbital ion cannons, machines that have yet no name but their function is to rip a hole in space just for the duration of the blink of your eye for a "monster to drop in there and never return", sentient invisible robots roaming the surface, miniature drones circling earth at LEO and biomechanoid worms swimming in water and living in soil(They grow BIG). The system derives its power from a black hole I installed on that ring in my middle finger (gives a whole new meaning to the fraise "giving someone the finger")

All of this is controlled with these rings I made from Tasmanian Wood, So Dzee-Dzee-Bon-Da I'm waiting, constantly waiting, for I know you are out there.