Mekons @ Bristol ”Ghosts of American Astronauts” live at Bonaventures 21st Feb 08.

1969. Of course. Space, it can’t be the final frontier. It’s just there, space, lots of space. Nothingness. Dust. It’s a bit like a sea, it’s what on the other side that’s important. The islands, the shores. I am admittedly a space romantic, but sitting back and not do anything to explore and push technology needed further isn’t a good option. It’s expensive, yeah, there are places that need the money more, granted, but something isn’t all or nothing. There must be a balance. We went to the Moon in a glorified calculator — technology or money alone isn’t the answer, it’s the will and the brain to overcome obstacles. Shit, I wish I was smarter.

_{This is really post 1971 because some idiot posted other crap without looking at the post count. I will not be daunted by the facts of reality or a mere number! From now on it’s 1968, 1970, 1971, 1969, 1972. Sorry if this proves to be an inconvenience for you world but you just have to deal.}