“Space is Dead to Us”
I used to have a deep love for astronomy. I loved knowing the nine planets, hearing about the asteroid belt, leaning of both Voyager missions and how our solar system formed from nothing more than dust and debris from an exploding star. I marveled at each new theory on the Jovian planets formation, rotation cycles, orbits, and gravitational pull on all other planets, even the sun.
For some time, I’ve been in introspective arguments on black holes, galaxy formations, and though a bit smaller but just as important event, the exodus of this solar system of Voyager II, and it’s trip through interstellar space. There are so many spectacular events, mysteries, and objects to explore within and out of our own solar system that I watched “Stargazer” on PBS and look at each event he mentioned. NOVA, and anything dealing with astronomy on TV was something I was glued to.
Recently, I have searched the web for anything new and what I see are discoveries of new planets, galaxies, and explosions seemingly trapped in time as their light tickles the lenses of our most powerful telescopes. At the same time, I have drifted far from my dearest love, as our race, the human race, has lost interest.
In the 1930’s we believed by the 50’s, we would fly around the world at over 10 times the speed of sound without feeling the effects and that would be for a vacation destination. In the 50’s we believed in the 80’s we would have hover cars, and send people to far planets to meet other sentient beings in exchange of goods, and goodwill.
In the 1970’s during the space-race against the Soviets, we at best, wanted to not only get into space for first orbit around the world; what we didn’t. The US didn’t give up, but pushed forward in a manner of vengeance and pride, to reach the moon; what we did.
In the 1980’s we believed in the late 90’s and early singles of the new millennium, we would have hover-vehicles, automated restaurants, and pills to cure nearly everything, especially the common cold.
Due to social, religious, political, and financial blockades, we have lost our desire to achieve greatness, and the make that greatness a thing of the past. There is a part of me that would love to travel to the stars to new worlds and look out at Jupiter’s storm like distant trees from a car window. I would much enjoy the sight of Uranus as the sun gently beams over the horizon. I’d lose myself in awe at the naked sight of Hailey’s Comet and know how far into the Kuiper Belt it flies before the sun pulls it back.
Thank you for reading.