I dreamt that I became acquainted with a young woman working for a large company planning a colony on Mars. She had heard about my work on space colonization while at MIT in the Eighties. Her company was catering to the very rich, who looked for ways to escape from the earth before climate change started taking its toll. I remember that I found the woman quite bright but not very knowledgeable about the subject of space colonization. It did not take me long to realize that the main reason she was working for the company in question was that she was coming from a very rich family herself. I learned that she was approaching her potential clients with an ingenious advertising medium: a peppercorn. Each family had to grind one, put it in their food, and then they would all be visited by dreams about their new habitat in space. Each peppercorn contained all the plans for the colony that could be experienced through different dreams. I remember being impressed by the technological feat, which helped the clients understand the knowhow behind the company. When I woke up, it was morning already. I remembered that I was reading about the very rich in China yesterday evening. They, too, were thinking of leaving their troubled country as soon as possible. And this is how it has been ever since the human species appeared on this planet. Moving on has always been an option, even across the high seas. Indeed, the very rich will soon be enticed to think of space colonization as the next logical step. And peppercorn dreams appear to be within their reach. Capitalism’s last trick, as it were.