“Space shuttle
Atlantis lifted off from Launch Pad 39A at NASA’s Kennedy Space Center in
Florida at 11:29 a.m. EDT, July 8, 2011 on the STS-135 mission and final flight
of the Space Shuttle Program. Atlantis’ final flight will cap off an amazing
30-year program of exploration, which launched great observatories, built an
International Space Station, and taught us how humans can live, work and thrive
in space.” This is how, on their
web-site, NASA announced the end of the Space Shuttle Program. Just a hum-drum paragraph that had as much
passion as someone saying something like “Who spilled milk in the
refrigerator?”
Now, this is how
I would have announced the end of the program:
“Space shuttle Atlantis lifted off from Launch Pad 39A at NASA’s Kennedy
Space Center in Florida at 11:29 a.m. EDT, July 8, 2011 on the STS-135 mission
and final flight of the Space Shuttle Program.
No longer will we transport Americans into space aboard reliable
American-built vehicles, but will have to rely on rickety made Russian pieces
of crap that they’ve put together from boxes of old pinball parts. NASA stands ready to watch ChiCom astronauts
go to the moon from the safety of our living rooms. We partner with other non-space faring nations as we watch India,
Germany, and even *shudder* France exploit the mineral riches of the asteroid
belt, Mars, and perhaps even as they tap the energy of the sun itself. Damn, it’s great to be second best! But you’ve got your food stamps and your
universal health care queues so I guess we can’t complain.”
Well, I’m
complaining. Look, I hate it that
America has turned into nothing but a “gimmie, gimmie, gimmie” society like
Europe. When more than half the population
is on the “taking” end of the system, they’ll just keep demanding more and more
of the pie and their numbers will grow as if it’s zombie apocalypse. The way things are going, pretty soon
“basic” human rights are going to include cars, cable TV, air conditioning, and
a monthly ice cream cone allowance. And
I’m getting downright pissed at all the class-envy that’s going on. There used to be a time when Americans
aspired to being in a position where you could ride in a corporate jet. Nowadays, people practically want the
government to shoot them down… that’ll teach those evil millionaires and
billionaires!
What we need now
is not class-envy. We do not need
division. What we need is something to
bring us together. Something to remind
us that we are Americans! We are not a
second class country like Spain or Bangladesh (oops… those are actually “third”
class countries… how about Canada or India?)
Anyway, we need something like NASA to save our country from the after
effects of post-colonial greatness.
After all, we don’t want to end up like Britain, do we?
So I say it
right here, right now: It’s high time
we did something about Mars! And NASA
will lead the way. When we needed
computers, who did we turn to?
NASA. When we needed rockets,
who did we turn to? NASA. When we needed tang, who did we turn to?
NASA. So now, it’s time to turn to NASA
once again. We’re going to need bigger
rockets, bigger ships, landing craft, drop ships, lasers, independently
targeting particle-beam phalanxes, tactical smart-missiles, phased-plasma
pulse-rifles, RPG's, sonic electronic ballbreakers, nukes, knives...sharp
sticks. And NASA will be the way we get
them.
Isn't this much cooler than that monstrosity we've got up there now? |
Think of it as a
great crusade. First we build our own
space station. A giant wheel like in
“2001: A Space Odyssey.” We don’t need
no stinking international crap. We’re
Americans and we’ve been going it alone since the beginning! Then we return to the moon and establish a
base. From there we move on to Mars
itself! After all, Mars is just sitting
there, staring at us… and laughing. I
know, I’ve seen the pictures of the face on Mars. Soon that Martian face will be replaced with a monument that will
dwarf Mount Rushmore! Yes, I can see it
now! American faces! The faces of Kennedy, Nixon, Reagan, and
whoever is the next guy to become president!
All looking down from Mars and laughing. Laughing at the ChiComs, the Indians, the Russians, the French
and the Germans, and all the rest. Mars
will be ours! All of it’s resources,
all of it’s riches, all of it’s secrets!
We can become
great again! We can avoid the malaise
of Britishdom! We can remain
strong! We can remain number one! Bring our troops home from Afghanistan! Bring our troops home from Iraq! Bring our troops home from Libya (if we have
any there!) Bring our troops home from
Germany… and send them to Mars! The
rest of you can have the Earth, we claim the stars! Harrumph…
Things could be worse the English space plans might start making moves towards Mars, and we all know their space plan so far is consisted of a 6 foot man standing on a 12 foot ladder with his arm outstretched repeating the words "I'm almost there I'm almost there!"
ReplyDeleteWhich is about the equivalent of the NZ Navy, two guys in a row boat telling fisherman immigrants and the random shark to "bugger off"
I couldn't have said it better myself. Well done!
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