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I love space. I always get sad when i think i was born too soon to explore space as a space explorer but then think.. but internet in space must be shit and slow. anyway if humans were to explorer space how would it all work?

what comes to my mind is "man of steel" movie where kryptonian finish all the rescources. Humans will do the same but worse. or would we be like avatar movie. destroy every thing in our way to get what we need?
 

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I never wanted to be a space explorer, I wanted to be a space tourist.

All those depictions of space missions, of spending weeks cramped in a tiny cabin surrounded with floating bags of poop, sniffing farts and staring out a saucer-sized porthole into blackness, did nothing to persuade me. When I was a kid they promised me that by the time I grew up space travel would be ubiquitous, mundane, and most of all luxurious; that by the year 2000 we would have hotels in orbit, we would party on the Moon, pick up a ticket and your overnight bag and zoom, that space flight technology would keep advancing at the same speed it did during the space race because of course the space race was a noble endeavor aimed at the betterment of all mankind, and not a giant dick waving contest between the blocs, and that it wouldn't stop dead the moment the cold war shifted onto other fields. Well the year 2000 came and went and the best we can do regarding space flight is to fling a few billionaires into low orbit (and bring them back, much to everyone's dismay); no hotels in orbit, no clubs on the Moon, space flight still consists of old farts.

But I'm rambling.
 
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I never wanted to be a space explorer, I wanted to be a space tourist.

All those depictions of space missions, of spending weeks cramped in a tiny cabin surrounded with floating bags of poop, sniffing farts and staring out a dessert-plate-sized porthole into blackness, did nothing to persuade me. When I was a kid they promised me that by the time I grew up space travel would be ubiquitous, mundane, and most of all luxurious; that by the year 2000 we would have hotels in orbit, we would party on the Moon, pick up a ticket and your overnight bag and zoom, that space flight technology would keep advancing at the same speed it did during the space race because of course the space race was a noble endeavor aimed at the betterment of all mankind, and not a giant dick waving contest between the blocs, and that it wouldn't stop dead the moment the cold war shifted onto other fields. Well the year 2000 came and went and the best we can do regarding space flight is to fling a few billionaires into low orbit (and bring them back, much to everyone's dismay); no hotels in orbit, no clubs on the Moon, space flight still consists of old farts.

But I'm rambling.


SPACE! THE FINAL FART!
 

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Space.

Some information to help you live in it.

1. Area: infinite.

2. Imports: none.

It is impossible to import things into an infinite area, there being no outside to import things from.

3. Exports: none.

See Imports.

4. Population: none.

It is known that there are an infinite number of worlds, simply because there is an infinite amount of space for them to be in. However, not every one of them is inhabited. Therefore, there must be a finite number of inhabited worlds. Any finite number divided by infinity is as near to nothing as makes no odds, so the average population of all the planets in the Universe can be said to be zero. From this it follows that the population of the whole Universe is zero, and that any people you may meet from time to time are merely the products of a deranged imagination.

5. Monetary Units: none.

In fact there are three freely convertible currencies in the Galaxy, but none of them count. The Altairian Dollar has recently collapsed, the Flainian Pobble Bead is only exchangeable for other Flainian Pobble Beads, and the Triganic Pu has its own very special problems. Its exchange rate of eight Ningis to one Pu is simple enough, but since a Ningi is a triangular rubber coin six thousand eight hundred miles along each side, no one has ever collected enough to own one Pu. Ningis are not negotiable currency, because the Galactibanks refuse to deal in fiddling small change. From this basic premise it is very simple to prove that the Galactibanks are also the product of a deranged imagination.

6. Art: none.

The function of art is to hold the mirror up to nature, and there simply isn’t a mirror big enough – see point one.

7. Sex: none.

Well, in fact there is an awful lot of this, largely because of the total lack of money, trade, banks, art, or anything else that might keep all the nonexistent people of the Universe occupied.
 

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