I am so furious at a poster in
dot_cattiness right now I can barely speak.
You're right, you callous, souless, holier-than-thou b*tch, I did not know anyone personally who lost their lives on Columbia. And you're also right, people die every day. That's tragic, I agree.
But this disaster represented more than these seven people. Bus accidents and train accidents happen... they are random acts of fate. Death comes to us all, in one way or another, at some time.
These people *were* different. They choose a difficult and dangerous task -- one which very few people are capable of doing, or even willing to take the risk to do. And they did this not to wage war or for crass commercialism or for their own personal glory, but to further humanity. (Quick... how many of you can name a current astronaut -- other than the seven who died?) And, even more anonymously, working with them were people on the ground (some of whom my husband *does* know) trying to pursue goals beyond themselves and their country. They were reaching for the stars for all of us. And it is not just Americans: I weep for the Israeli astronaut as much for the Americans. And when the Russians lose cosmonauts in space I grieve them, too.
Those who go into space, and those on the ground who make space flight possible, are in so many ways, among the very best and brightest on earth, regardless of nationality. They work the stuff of dreams into amazing reality.
We've been a part of the NASA family for fifteen years, now. I wince when the unmanned missions go awry, because I know the dedication and love put into them. I weep when a shuttle blows apart because I know what it means for those people to have been there.
And I am angry... angry that a nation so quick to eulogize its dead heroes is so slow to fund program improvements that maybe could have made a difference. No one wants to hear about the space program, until there is a failure. No one wants to pay to develop new -- and safer -- generations of vehicles (at a cost roughly equivalent to developing a new toy for the military) but some are more than willing to grandstand after we've lost seven brave souls.
We are not just grieving the death of Rick Husband, Michael Anderson, William McCool, Kalpana Chawla, David Brown, Laurel Clark and Ilan Ramon, we are grieving our dreams and hopes.
You're right, you callous, souless, holier-than-thou b*tch, I did not know anyone personally who lost their lives on Columbia. And you're also right, people die every day. That's tragic, I agree.
But this disaster represented more than these seven people. Bus accidents and train accidents happen... they are random acts of fate. Death comes to us all, in one way or another, at some time.
These people *were* different. They choose a difficult and dangerous task -- one which very few people are capable of doing, or even willing to take the risk to do. And they did this not to wage war or for crass commercialism or for their own personal glory, but to further humanity. (Quick... how many of you can name a current astronaut -- other than the seven who died?) And, even more anonymously, working with them were people on the ground (some of whom my husband *does* know) trying to pursue goals beyond themselves and their country. They were reaching for the stars for all of us. And it is not just Americans: I weep for the Israeli astronaut as much for the Americans. And when the Russians lose cosmonauts in space I grieve them, too.
Those who go into space, and those on the ground who make space flight possible, are in so many ways, among the very best and brightest on earth, regardless of nationality. They work the stuff of dreams into amazing reality.
We've been a part of the NASA family for fifteen years, now. I wince when the unmanned missions go awry, because I know the dedication and love put into them. I weep when a shuttle blows apart because I know what it means for those people to have been there.
And I am angry... angry that a nation so quick to eulogize its dead heroes is so slow to fund program improvements that maybe could have made a difference. No one wants to hear about the space program, until there is a failure. No one wants to pay to develop new -- and safer -- generations of vehicles (at a cost roughly equivalent to developing a new toy for the military) but some are more than willing to grandstand after we've lost seven brave souls.
We are not just grieving the death of Rick Husband, Michael Anderson, William McCool, Kalpana Chawla, David Brown, Laurel Clark and Ilan Ramon, we are grieving our dreams and hopes.
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I think we will have to agree to disagree about the original post. Now matter how many times I read it, I can't see it as anything other than an attempt to label as hypocrites people who feel deeply about this but who were not directly involved.
Something I think the original poster missed in her assumptions was that many of us know that death and tragedy occurs everyday. We do feel sorrow for what is a condition of the world. Tragedy which is out of the ordinary or unexpected (which for a most people this was) hits us harder. Part of it is that people take pride in the oddest things: the fact that some things go right in the world -- which until yesterday morning described the shuttle program for most people -- gives us hope.
Personally, I don't believe that this nations attachment to celebrities is entirely healthy.
Amen to that. If anyone can explain to me why I should care whether Ben Affleck and Jennifer Lopez get married, I'd be grateful : > Most of the time as a nation we get caught up in glitter and hype, and it is not healthy.
But in my opinion the astronauts were not in the same class as mere celebrities. I think a lot of the shock stems from a sense of a loss of something good and substantive in the world. Something which goes beyond the seven dead astronauts.
Also, in regard to LJ, I don't think that LJers are a representative sample of America. At least, the people I see most are not: they are more likely to follow science and technology issues, and to feel a deeper sense of interest and concern when things go wrong in the world in general. They also tend to talk about what they are feeling... which can seem melodramatic, even when it may not be, necessarily.
Part of it is that really, most of us know so little about the context of people's lives, only the bits and pieces they choose to reveal. For example, it would be entirely possible for someone to be reading my journal for months and *not* know I am married to a NASA scientist. Oh, if they figured out I was married to
Incedentally, your posts on this have been the high water mark for decency.
Thanks. I appreciate hearing that. I posted this in my journal rather than in
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I don't think the Columbia crew were "celebrities" like Ben and Jen. At least they weren't while things were going well. But I do think that the newsmedia in general has made them into celebrities post mortem. This doesn't reflect on NASA but on newsmedia. I really think that a lot of people are reacting to that celebratization far more than they are a loss of hope. I suppose, I'd like to be wrong on that point. And some people have clarified their feelings to a very touching level. Unfortunately, it seems like for every person like you, there are two who would rather take cheap or snarky shots. Which is fine, No one has to explain themselves to me. But a cheap shot does not really indicate empathy.
This whole horrible situation may end up bringing public support back to the space program. Which could be a silver lining for you. I think there's a lot of us who, though not traditionally big NASA supporters, would rather see funding go to that than killing muslims or our comedy of errors missle defense attempts. And certainly we're all thinking about NASA far more now than we were on friday.
Anyway, good luck to you and your husband. It's always interesting to hear a different viewpoint.
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You just hit the nail on the head. The original poster in
This has touched me in that I think the space program is worthwhile, and losing not only 7 lives, but another piece of the dream, saddens me. I will not pretend I mourn for the lost 7 the way their family, friends, and co-workers do. Or the way others who didn't know them are. But I will not say it is wrong of others to mourn the way they do, whether it's going to affect them personally or not.
That's been my point the whole time.