I get shivers down my spine every time I see the famous footprint.
I cry when I read
The Martian Chronicles. (
No, says the rational part of my brain,
that's not what it's like.
But, says the other part,
it captures something of the spirit and the hope, and that's enough).
I happily stay up 'till four am to get the chance to see a possible meteor shower.
In short, I'm a space buff.
Do I think that the shuttle program is old and the whole idea of using shuttles needs to be updated? Yes!
Do I think that exploring the moon again and maybe even going to Mars is a good idea? Yes!
Do I think that we have to shut down the Hubble Space Telescope to do any of this? No!
The
gains from even one more servicing mission would give us back what we spent in money far more than priceless scientific data.
They'd give us hope.
People are visual creatures.
It's all well and good to talk about going to the moon and Mars (which, sadly, I believe is an election-year ploy--show us the money, Mr. President, and then we'll believe you), but when do people really get excited? When they see
pictures--pictures of
ice on Europa. When they see
that footprint.
If people see pictures, even pictures of impossible-to-fathom things, these things become
real.
Hubble has done more than anything since the moon landing to get people interested in space. It's given people hope when they look at the sky and given people hope when they look into the eyes of the people they're traveling on this little rock with.
It's made us feel that the universe we are told that we live in is
real. It's made us feel that we immensely small creatures can strive to understand something immensely large and sometimes even
succeed.
Here's
some pictures of some things that are impossible to fathom.
Look! The impossible exists!