You might think that space travel is an odd piece for the slowly-gaining-momentum “let’s get serious” series. I just listened to John Edwards spit out some interesting b.s. to uninteresting UNH kids on MTV, though, so I think I deserve a little leeway on this one.
As humans, it’s only natural to look for something that is larger than ourselves. Be it religion, a country, a cause, people have some need to find something else to define “who they are” or “what they stand for.”
For me, that something is space exploration. Sure NASA flushes money down the toilet like it’s Charmin, but just because the people in charge of the endeavor are fuck-ups doesn’t mean that it’s not a good endeavor. Think about it—it’s the only thing left that is truly larger than us. I mean, last time I checked, we’ve had (roughly) the same maps now for a couple centuries—we aren’t exactly finding anything new out there in the world. And don’t give me this Sea Quest bullshit about exploring the oceans—it’s the same shit down there, a few fish, maybe some nice-looking coral, a bunch of crazy shit that wants to eat me—I get the picture.
But space—I mean, THAT could really be something. Are there aliens? Who the fuck knows? All I know is that we won’t find out sitting around here, looking through telescopes until the motherfuckers either set down their flying saucers on the White House lawn or invade/kill/enslave us. There could be all kinds of crazy-ass shit out there that we can’t even imagine. Remember, this is space, son! It’s where stars formed out of nothing and where no one can hear you scream.
That’s why we need to fire the eggheads that run NASA, put a capable businessman in charge, and get to fucking Mars. It’s the next logical step. What else are we going to do, let these assholes take infrared pictures of asteroids for the 300,000,000th time? No, NASA was created to get us to the moon. Now, in the wake of Challenger and Columbia, people are too risk-averse to give a fuck. It’s fucking space travel. People are going to die. It’s like signing up for the army. The problem is, the general public doesn’t realize that astronauts see their job in the same vein, ready to make the same sacrifice that the armed services do—the ultimate sacrifice. THEY think that space travel is bigger than they are.
You might ask, “But D.J., why don’t you sign up for NASA?” Well, like a 50-year-old airline pilot, my vision is too bad to go to space, and they won’t let people with LASIK go up there yet. Still, if I could, I’d be one of the first ones to sign up.
I dunno. Just a thought.
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