during a lunch conversation last week, i remarked to my friends that the spirit of discovery and exploration of mankind seems to have taken a break from human awareness. i had listened to "apollo 11" by orchestral manoeuvres in the dark on the way to work that day - and that's probably what catalyzed that day's thoughts. i was born at the very end of the 60's - the decade when so many of the beliefs that were held by traditional culture started to change in the biggest ways ever seen - the civil rights movement, the sexual revolution, the cold war, and the space race. what happened to that will to explore - to seek out new frontiers and new challenges? it's well into the 21st century, and i see less and less of the will to explore and go beyond our mortal confines on this planet than any time in my life.
for example, in february, mission STS-122 saw the launch of the space shuttle atlantis to dock with the international space station to deliver the columbus laboratory. this installation is a component that will further the capabilities of the interenational space station and furthers an era of international cooperation in the exploration and investigation of space.
SPACE - i mean... this is the biggest quest possible for mankind! to reach the stars! to explore the heavens! to look into the sky, and learn what secrets it holds!
i remember growing up with star wars and star trek and superman and being captivated and fixated on the challenge and awe that came from above. i remember thinking that there was no greater achievement or expression of human collaboration and will than the will to escape gravity itself to float among the stars.
it saddens me then that here in 2008, we have so little interest in sending people into space. i told my lunch friends, there's no curiousity about space anymore, because we KNOW what's up there - we've seen it through five star trek series and stargate and a bunch of lesser science-fiction series. our collective curiousity has been sublimated by (a) showing that space is full of aliens who are just as trite and trivial as we are and (b) the lack of economic or technological gain that our exploration has recovered. we've not discovered powerful laser weapons capable of destroying cities or space ships; we've not discovered space-folding transportation mechanisms that allow us to cross the galaxy in a heartbeat; and we haven't even discovered endless clean sources of energy that we can eploit to power impossibly powerful computers capable of independent thought.... so clearly, there's no profit in exploring space. all we get are moon rocks and studies telling us that humans aren't designed to live in space.
this easter weekend, i spent most of my free time watching abc's LOST. it's a great show. during easter, it was a very fitting show to watch - observing the potential for redemption and rebirth that the ridiculously photogenic castaways get to enjoy. however, within that easter-weekend theme lies a shred of hope for an explorer like myself. i see the need - the hope - among the viewers of this highly rated show to explore the unknown - to learn about our individual capabilities and capacities - a yearning to know more than what we think we know about the world.
we are all lost. we all are castaways in a world constructed of boundaries and the semblance of predictability. however, there is so much more to discover, beyond the treeline - inside the jungle... so many more secrets left to be discovered. so many more lessons left to be learned. we are all running from our pasts - or rushing towards a future... can we not work together any more to achieve something really great - to discover the truths of some really fascinating mysteries? why does it feel to me like there are no more frontiers that we as a dominant species on our planet can explore - other than merely to avert our own extinction?
- g
song of the day for looking upwards, for some greater challenge: apollo 11, OMD
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