I am not one who gets all hot and bothered about the space tourism industry. I don’t have the kind of money that would make a trip above the Kármán Line affordable, and if I were in the mood to admit it, I would be nervous about sitting atop a controlled explosion to get there....
Today seems as good a time as any for reflecting upon the inanities that have been raised above we mere mortal knuckle-draggers, both in a literal and figurative sense. Space cadets springs to mind, thanks to fawning coverage of Jeff Bezos spending God knows how much money to send his plastic squeeze and some other...