Watch this space
There’s been quite a bit of space in the news recently : we make it to Mars and then the first man on the moon dies. I am so glad that Neil Armstrong came up with such a good one-liner when he bounced down the wee ladder.
Word of the week, globally, seems to be “legacy” – although usually in reference to the Olympics – but I was interested to hear that the legacy of the moon missions was conservationism. When we saw the world in it’s cosmic context, we were struck by its vulnerability and by necessity, ours.
In previous posts I have failed to see the point of space travel beyond the discovery of bacofoil – but I like that one.
The missions to Mars have been a lifelong irritation. It’s the guys they used to get on children’s telly to talk you through the build up – with computer generated simulations and models – and then it always seemed to go phut. Always a bit of a non-event-cum-anti-climax at the end of the show when basically millions of poundsworth of kit have disappeared in a puff of , well, whatever gas the atmosphere is made up of. Assuming there is an atmosphere. Which I don’t know.
This time they have landed it. And we can see the ground on Mars. *fails to get excited*