The space shuttle Discovery landed today following a long and troubled mission to expand and repair the International Space Station. Hands up, how many people watched the landing? Come on, the first time the shuttle flies in over the U.S. since the Columbia disaster in 2003 and no body watched it? You fucks.
Whatever happened to that spirit of Apollo? Less than eight years before I was born, people were flying to the moon, for Christ's sake. The Apollo command module was 13 feet across at its widest point. It was held together by pop-rivets and spot-welds. Its cabin was pressurized by a dude in the gantry working a bicycle pump. Its onboard computer had less RAM than my fucking wristwatch. And they flew to the moon and landed on it. Twelve people walked on the moon. What have we done lately?
Don't get me wrong, I'm not shitting on the space shuttle or the current crop of astronauts, cosmonauts, brahmanauts, whatever. They're all heroes, the best humanity has to offer, and the International Space Station is a vital and important project. But it should be done already! It should've been done fifteen years ago. We should be moving on to bigger and better things. We should be going to Mars, bitches. Yes, I said it.
China recently started its own moon landing program. Nothing announced but unmanned probes for now, but the assumption is that eventually they'll put a man up there. I hope they do. Next month it'll be 35 years since the last man walked on the moon. There's no excuse for that.