Minutes ago, I watched the final launch of the Space Shuttle.
As a kid who wanted desperately to be an astronaut, who had space curtains and sheets on his bed, who had photos of the solar system on his wall and a mobile hanging from his ceiling, who used to pester the PR department at NASA endlessly with badly-written letters and requests for official photography (and you better believe I got some from them!), who knew that Calgary was 13th on the list of alternate landing sites for the shuttle if it needed to, this marks a special day for me.
I remember waking up early one morning, because I knew that the space shuttle was going to pass over Calgary on its re-entry path. I knew what to look for, and sure enough, almost right on time, I saw the plasma trail streak across the sky. Raising my binoculars, I could JUST make out the shape of the shuttle, glowing red with re-entry heat, as it passed above. 5 minutes later, the double sonic boom reached my ears ever so quietly, but it brought a huge smile to my young face.
The space shuttle is just a little older than I am. Its first official launch was in 1982, the same year I was born. As such, I grew up with it. It was always a part of my existence.
I look at space exploration and the ideals that govern the people who pursue it and think that these are perhaps some of the purest of human pursuits. We seek to explore, to understand, and to create in space; earthbound, we seem more interested in conquest, conversion, and destruction. The shuttle program delivered some amazing breakthroughs for humans over the years (and no, I don’t have a link to back that up; but I’m not afraid to say it).
To put it in perspective, the TV flashed a statistic that said that over 30 years, the shuttle program cost $115 billion USD. To me, this is worth mentioning; the cost of the Iraq war starting in 2003 is on the order of $845 billion USD (with estimates of true cost at around $3 TRILLION USD) in just FIVE YEARS. So much death and destruction, with so little gain; by contrast, 30 years of advancements, science, and exploration cost less than an 8th of that.
Talking tech, the shuttle was called the most complex machine ever built. However, even this last mission is being flown has computers that only have about a megabyte of memory and are “only” capable of around 1.2 million instructions per second. By contrast, a modern Core i7 processor does over 50 BILLION instructions per second. Even my little Motorola Milestone has a processor that is capable of more (I will always remember the fact that modern calculators, even in the 80′s and 90′s, have faster processors and more memory than those that took the Apollo astronauts to the moon).
NASA hasn’t announced any plans for a future manned launch vehicle; meaning that at least for the short term, any manned spaceflight will be firmly in the hands of private companies. This isn’t a terrible thing; but it is likely to be out of reach financially for most of us for some time (also consider that space tourism, while attractive, doesn’t hold the same value as exploration and science; at least, not to me).
And so, today marks the end of an era. To all of the astronauts, scientists, engineers, and others who participated, I say thank you. You gave a little boy something to aspire to, and a dream to follow. And while I may not have followed it and you into space, some part of me was changed just knowing that it was possible.
May we always continue to push beyond our boundaries, to seek what we do not know. May the ideals of space exploration not be lost on earthbound pursuits.
Goodbye, space shuttle, and thank you.
-r-