I imagine the _ideal_, _infallible_ toilet.
   Our museum of feces will be the most pristine.  Future civilizations
   will review the biochemical distributions of our excrement, and solve
   backwards for our tv shows, star constellation arrangements, even our
   quirky memes.
   Within the vomit, the corpse: lays destiny.  But this destiny may need
   further destruction unless the excrement and trash is _perfectly_,
   _immutably_ preserved.
   We need tools both for reviewing our grossest byproducts, and for
   producing them, enumerating their parts, and chiseling them into our
   history with utmost precision.