Our Never Ending Failure
13 years ago
I do not endorse nor condone the contents of the following journal entry.
Every time I watch or read something about the vastness of the universe, I am in awe of the technology we used to leave our planet. Then I am dismayed by the idea of how little we have surpassed that feat in 40 years. Space should never cease to amaze any of us. The future is in the stars, but we're too short sighted as a species to come to that consensus. And that makes me sad.
If I had the choice, I would come back 500 years from now and hope that we were among the stars, if only in our own solar system. A true space faring species that, I hope, we will some day achieve without destroying ourselves over petty differences first.
If I had the choice, I would come back 500 years from now and hope that we were among the stars, if only in our own solar system. A true space faring species that, I hope, we will some day achieve without destroying ourselves over petty differences first.
Though if anything destroys human civilisation as we know it, it's more likely to be a global resource crisis than an ideological conflict, I daresay. Exponential growth is a harsh mistress.
I suppose the only plus side is that private companies with projects like a jet engine that turns into a rocket during flight are likely to bring down the costs of launches from Earth - that'll make projects like asteroid mining and lunar colonisation a great deal more feasible. Nothing like hoping!