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At one point in history, the human race looked to the stars and declared that space was the final frontier. It’s been some time since then and we can say we have, as a race, made some inroads into that space. (pardon the pun) But, can we yet make the claim that we’ve conquered it?
As technology has advanced there is no doubt so has our understanding and even exploration of space. We’ve put robots on other planets that are still roaming around. We’ve built space stations which orbit the planet and is occupied. I often wonder, somewhat grumpily, how we can get super high resolution photos back from a robot on Mars, yet we can’t get a decent internet connection in a capital city.
What does space mean to me?
One of my favorite things to do is to sit outside, late at night and look up at the stars. (With a glass of bourbon and ideally a nice campfire of course.) I look up at the midnight blue canvas dotted with millions of stars, and watch the occasional satellite drone its way across the sky. If I look for long enough, I’ll see a shooting star streak across the sky.
The night sky isn’t the only sort of space that captures my imagination and piques my…
