space exploration

Honor its legacy by moving on, not clinging to it like a security blanket. Deorbit the damn thing. Let’s go to Mars—or at least somewhere that doesn’t feel like a glorified hamster wheel.

10 to 20 windows is less a roadmap and more a wishlist scribbled on a napkin—ambitious, sure, but I’ll believe it when I’m sipping Martian gin instead of choking on LA smog.

Imagine a world where Starship’s zipping between continents daily. LA to Shanghai in 20 minutes. London to Sydney before your tea’s cold. It’s a sci-fi wet dream, sure, but then reality kicks in: the cost, the noise, the inevitable lawsuits from some farmer whose cows freak out every time a rocket screams overhead.