While growing up watching the launch of Alan Shepard into the sky and, every one thereafter on television, was interesting in my childhood. Must admit, the lunar landings and take off were a bit nerve-racking, but it became second place to me emotionally.
That nerve-racking ritual happened twice this year already with the billionaire space race launches and returns. Now, we have 4 average Joe's circling the planet for three days, higher than the international space station at 357 miles above earth. There is some puzzlement with the return and the heat shield that the private brand capsule has. There was some attempt to answer that question with Mr. Bezos' flying machine.
Well wishes go out to these human Guinea pigs. Yes, it slipped out in a reporters attempt to explain to people that they were doing science projects as to how much radiation their blood would get etc.,etc., without the training the "real" astro guys have. Hence, they are serving as Guinea pigs.That does not bother me as much as this: Wrapping my brain around the fact that people (for what ever excuse they give) will not go get a simple shot to end this pandemic, but other average Joe's are sailing around the earth 5 times a day. Excuse me, but that's just insane. Enough.... here comes the pun! (for today that is #25)
"Every calendar's days are numbered"
Hand made Alter and Wreath
