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"That's no moon. It's a space station.. on a t-shirt!"
Building a space station is not a big hassle. It's lots of little hassles -- all the things nobody thinks about. For instance, where exactly do you post the building permit for a space station? Duct taped to a TIE fighter floating at the edge of the Unknown Regions, hoping nobody will notice? At the top of a big tree on the remote moon of Endor? See, that's no good, because the Ewoks will send over a welcoming party, and nobody wants that. And, of course, a space station is a zoning commission's nightmare. "Yes, but, you see, we're going to be moving so I can't actually tell you which coordinates specifically will be residential at any given time." You've got to ensure compliance with local, regional, national, international, and universal building codes, many of which are at odds with each other at any given time.
As every Imperial Moff knows, there's a lot of frustrating bureaucracy involved in building a space station, especially if your plans are uncannily similar to another space station which was recently and rather suddenly decommissioned. First item of business in building the new space station was the redesign of the thermal exhaust ports, but, of course, the Powers That Be are would require all sorts of extra inspections this time around. Folks with clipboards walking around clicking their tongues disapprovingly at various things. It's enough to make you want to strangle them all with The Force.
Under Construction text above an image of the Death Star II, printed in dark grey on a lighter grey 100% cotton shirt.
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