Imagine. The old world's decaying towns emptying out—not in despair, but in joy—as buses painted like Scooby Doo's Mystery Machine glide down the M06. They arrive at airports in cheerful convoys led by Venga Bus anthems, carrying civilians not as "refugees" but as pioneers. Upon landing, they are met not by bureaucracy, but by orchestras of opportunity: immediate employment, workshops under solar pavilions, fireside gatherings where ideas are shared in raw form—not KPI-polished TED scripts. This is not relocation. This is civilizational remix.