Space

I don’t understand the allure of space. Why do we spend millions of dollars on big smoking rockets that carry us to a place where, if the tin can pops and ejects us, we will be dead within minutes. I can walk out my back door and sit comfortably in a lawn chair for twenty bucks. And why would I want to go to the moon to harvest rocks? Dig anywhere on the earth and you will find rocks. Lots of places you don’t even have to dig. And I’ve never been amazed at the freeze-dried foods prepared/discovered for the astronauts. Cheerios is cheaper, and tastes better, even without bananas. – E.O.