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I grew up on space. One of my earliest memories is looking up at a beautiful moonrise and knowing, KNOWING, that there were two very brave human beings on it.

A horrible accident, some debris knock off a few silicone tiles, a few people meet and the damage is ticked off like a dozen items every flight are, "we can live with this", "no problem", "what could we do anyway?" For almost 20 years they've ticked off items of minor concerned, hoped for the best, and everything has been all right. Today the dice roll wrong and disaster strikes. On a better day, someone would have noticed a bit of scoring. Or nothing at all. Today, instead, the world mourns.

I am devastated. It's not about 7 people. It's about the future of the human race. But at least I understand, flying in space is dangerous. And it's worth every bit of danger and every bit of blood that is shed. It's our future.

(no subject)

I grew up on space. One of my earliest memories is looking up at a beautiful moonrise and knowing, KNOWING, that there were two very brave human beings on it.

A horrible accident, some debris knock off a few silicone tiles, a few people meet and the damage is ticked off like a dozen items every flight are, "we can live with this", "no problem", "what could we do anyway?" For almost 20 years they've ticked off items of minor concerned, hoped for the best, and everything has been all right. Today the dice roll wrong and disaster strikes. On a better day, someone would have noticed a bit of scoring. Or nothing at all. Today, instead, the world mourns.

I am devastated. It's not about 7 people. It's about the future of the human race. But at least I understand, flying in space is dangerous. And it's worth every bit of danger and every bit of blood that is shed. It's our future.