Of a Fire on the Moon
Today is Tuesday, 20 July 2010.
On this date in 1969, humans first landed on the Moon.
I would love to visit the Moon, so part of me is annoyed that things haven’t turned out as in 2001. Unless things change drastically, I’ll never serve, on the Moon, martinis to friends. (Shaken, not stirred.)
We must scrape the barnacles of propaganda off the Space Race: it wasn’t about Science, it was about The Cold War. The motivation for missiles wasn’t DISCOVERY, it was the most swift and accurate delivery of nuclear weapons of genocide. The “prestige” of putting the First Male on the Moon was, appropriately, a "Mine is Bigger Than Yours" thing.
All that money, and human resources, wasted, while hundreds of millions suffered in poverty and disease, when that money could have helped them.
Plus: Tang tastes like crap. (Even in a screwdriver.)
On this date in 1969, humans first landed on the Moon.
I would love to visit the Moon, so part of me is annoyed that things haven’t turned out as in 2001. Unless things change drastically, I’ll never serve, on the Moon, martinis to friends. (Shaken, not stirred.)
We must scrape the barnacles of propaganda off the Space Race: it wasn’t about Science, it was about The Cold War. The motivation for missiles wasn’t DISCOVERY, it was the most swift and accurate delivery of nuclear weapons of genocide. The “prestige” of putting the First Male on the Moon was, appropriately, a "Mine is Bigger Than Yours" thing.
All that money, and human resources, wasted, while hundreds of millions suffered in poverty and disease, when that money could have helped them.
Plus: Tang tastes like crap. (Even in a screwdriver.)
posted by HH at 7:17 PM
3 Comments:
Ah, HH, did you not see my Facebook posting around July 4 re: Tang cocktail recipes? But more seriously you are correct, and I fear the "race" is not over, but the runners have changed. China is anxious to prove its power and will show off how much it can spend.
A friend who had lived in Oregon once mixed me a Coos Bay Cooler: equal parts of gin and Absinthe. Had the look and consistency of one of the better grades of motor oil.
If it were not for the US/Soviet pissing contest re: the moon, you might not have even had your dream of serving libations on the moon. Eh?
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