Per Ardua, Ad Astra
Today is Friday, 30 January 2009.
Responding to a comment from yesterday.
Why did our ruling class propel dogs, chimps, and humans into space upon the tip of a burning explosive rocket bomb?
You could look it up: magnetics could do the job, and no explosions.
However, rocket bomb death machines were inventory, so why bother with crew-friendly?
The “Space Program” has always been military-driven, and so … eggs are broken.
When one sports stars upon the shoulder, or civilian pomp, what’s one more broken egg?
(Unless, perhaps, the egg is thee, or your spouse/parent/sibling/friend/beloved.)
Responding to a comment from yesterday.
Why did our ruling class propel dogs, chimps, and humans into space upon the tip of a burning explosive rocket bomb?
You could look it up: magnetics could do the job, and no explosions.
However, rocket bomb death machines were inventory, so why bother with crew-friendly?
The “Space Program” has always been military-driven, and so … eggs are broken.
When one sports stars upon the shoulder, or civilian pomp, what’s one more broken egg?
(Unless, perhaps, the egg is thee, or your spouse/parent/sibling/friend/beloved.)
posted by HH at 9:43 PM
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