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As long as we become space faring super survivors, I'm fine with that. Good intentions don't make rocket fuel for the vroom vroom. We need to vroom some explorers to other places, just in case.
Well, I mean that's a lie. "Good intentions don't make rocket fuel." The first rocket that was ever designed was designed specifically to go to space. It was used in WW2 by the Nazis but its creator said "The rocket worked perfectly, but it fell on the wrong planet." Those good intentions are needed for every step of space exploration. You don't get to suddenly become a rampant narcissistic, misogynistic, arrogant piece of human garbage the second that you clear the gravity well of your home planet. You hold true to those purposes because they will inform your every decision. If you start doing horrible things in the pursuit of a lofty goal, you corrupt that goal and all actions you take in the future. You will be looking through things in a dirtied, bloodied lens. Or, as someone once put it far better...
Whether you do good things or bad things is who you are. If you start taking terrible actions then you become a terrible person. Or, as the man again once said...
Then there's the fact that Elon constantly shits on everyone below him. Guess what? There's a few quotes for that too. Here are my favorites.
Or what about this interaction between Worf and Picard?
Now lemme top all this ramble off with one final slightly edited quote to cement my point.
Beautifully said and wraps up everything I love about Trek culture.
I saw James Cromwell, the actor who portrayed Zefram Cochrane, on a flight into Albuquerque about a decade or so ago. He was wearing a colorful kufi hat, and he’s so god damned tall I could easily see him from like three rows back. I was 99% sure it was him, and when I saw him again picking up his luggage I became 100% sure. He’s a freaking giant.
I have a very strong introvert aspect to myself. I very badly wanted to tell him how much his portrayal of Cochrane influenced my life and my career, but I chickened out. For the record, I am a research scientist who now works in big tech.
I think what I loved about him was his flaws. I especially loved how his self-awareness of the chasm between the person he saw himself to be and the legend that grew around him caused him to freak out and panic. I also really understood his whole self-destructive and self-sabotaging stage. And despite all of that, he won through, and Starfleet was the end product.
I love what you’ve written and I think it speaks to the ethos Roddenberry built into his universe to show us what is possible, but I really loved the idea that it grew from this flawed human before it blossomed.
That’s not to say the vroom vroom person was correct. Quite the opposite. A mirror universe Cochrane reimagined as Elon Musk would have lead to… probably the mirror universe but worse. It was more about the struggle possibly being worth it, despite how you feel about yourself and even if the end is something you can’t even imagine.
How bout we stay where the fuck we're at, fix the planet we fucked up, and stop colonizing new places?
The main problem with colonizing places is the displacement of the people already living there. You'll notice that space is notorious for not having people. It's one of the defining traits of space, really.
As to staying where we are, well. That comes with all sorts of issues. The first of which are big rocks. Then there's gamma ray bursts, and coronal mass ejections, and a host of other potentially life ending things that could hit our planet at any time.
We have all of our eggs in one basket. This is the height of stupidity when we could do something about it.
As to fixing our own planet? Why the fuck do you think we can't also work on that? There are billions of humans, we can surely multitask. Especially since actually living on the moon or Mars or whatnot will be a monumentally hard task in and of itself.
The first moon base will need to be 100% science to figure out some pretty important biology, like is it even possible to maintain a population at 1/6 Earth gravity.
That's a huge question that we don't actually have an answer for.
Then where are those efforts? When will the fossil fuel companies be shuttered, and their CEOs executed for crimes against nature and humanity? When can we trust the leaders of the most powerful nations on Earth to actually start trying to restrain the runaway global temperature increases? We just sailed straight past 2C globally; a full 25 years ahead of schedule.
If we can multitask, I'm sure as fuckin shit not seeing it; and it's either naiveté you're speaking from, or downright IFLS-type, bazinga-flavored malice. I don't care about questions we haven't asked about space yet.
I care about "how are we going to not fucking die here for the profit of some gaggle of fossil-sucking sociopaths".
I always love that logic ... our planet is too dangerous and dying, so we have to leave to make sure we survive
At this point in our evolution ... we would ensure our long term survival in our galaxy if we stayed put and maintained our current environment. It's the only liveable atmosphere, environment and planet that we know of that we can live on and have access to.
How are we going to restart life on Mars where there is no atmosphere or resources when we're doing such a terrible job maintaining the existing atmosphere and environment we were born into?
I always like burning house metaphors .... space exploration to save our species at this point in time is like burning your house down, telling everyone you can't live there any more and saying that you're leaving to go live somewhere else where you can decorate a better bedroom. Except your burning house is located in an isolated desert with no shelter for hundreds of miles around.