Today was the anniversary of the moonwalk. An act of ultimate human hubris. An act that we only do because we can, or as JFK said, because it is hard, not easy. And we need to keep doing it.
I heard the original moon-walkers (pre-Jackson) calling for missions to Mars. And though it seems like there are so many things we need to take care of on Earth, it also seems like a goal beyond our world might be a way to unify it.
What I love about space exploration is the audaciousness tempered with caution and detail. The most forbidding environment, that we do for the doing, but with a plan.
Why does science fiction go into space? Because that’s the only place spacious enough for our ideas.