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Fuck Chuck Yeager in his decomposing eye sockets.

Started by Doktor Howl, October 04, 2011, 07:25:09 PM

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Quote from: Doktor Howl on October 04, 2011, 07:25:09 PM
It occurs to me that my grandchildren will never believe that we were once a space-faring nation.  I am old enough to remember the last moon landing, and of course the advent of re-useable spacecraft.  I am old enough to remember Skylab and Mir.  My children have heard of these things, but it's not really real to them.

I think what actually killed the space program was a guy named Chuck Yeager.  He was a hero pilot in WWII, a test pilot, and the first man to break the sound barrier.  You have to remember that aeronautics were galloping ahead at this point, and we went from propeller planes to spacecraft in the blink of an eye...My great grandmother remembered the first flight at Kitty Hawk, and she lived to see the space shuttle flights become a routine thing.

So, anyway, Chuck Yeager was approached by the government to be the first man in space.  He publicly laughed at the idea, referring to astronauts as "Spam in a can."  While the public remained enthralled with the space race, the idea of astronauts went from "HOLY SHIT, WE'RE GOING TO THE STARS" to "We have to beat the Russians to the moon."  After we beat the Russians, everything else was an afterthought, a resented and continually shrinking line item on the annual budget.  Eventually, and recently, even that went away.

Little known fact:  We no longer have the capability to get to the moon, even if we wanted to (much less the asteroid belt or anything else that might be actually useful).  The plans and schematics for Apollo were thrown away under Reagan's "Clean Desk" rule...And we no longer have  the engineers with the nuts & bolts experience to reverse engineer it in any reasonable amount of time.

I am not pleased by the notion of living in an empire in decline, and I am not pleased by a population that threw away the stars so they could "spend the money more wisely" (translation:  We need 12 aircraft carriers, in case the ghost of Tojo attacks us while we're not looking).  Mostly, though, I am not pleased by Chuck Yeager, who chose to kill space travel as an adventure, and given the chance, I will shit on his grave.

Okay for now,
Dok

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Why did that even shock me? Fuck.  :x
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