Thou doubtest the power from on high that graces the mighty Skyline? Doth thou suggest ye would not hurl thineself to the ground before one hoping against hope that you may know the joys of touching one if only because it ran you over?
The Skyline has caused war. The Skyline has brought peace. It has made the sick well, the lame to walk, the barren to become knocked-up, the uglys to become somewhat pleasant to look at, and dare I speculate might garner Nala a clumsy over the sweater grope of a tipsy co-ed WITHOUT THE AID OF ROHYPNOL!
Stone the hater!