Guest Post by Morbo
I grew up on the original “Star Trek” and “Star Wars.” In the mid 1970s, I was also captivated by an obscure British sci-fi series called “Space: 1999” that dealt with a bunch of people with disco hair who wore flares and lived on a moonbase.
Yes, I was a geek — and still am in some ways. To this day, I love robots and ray guns. Long-suffering friends have heard me discourse on why B-9 from “Lost in Space” could kick Robby the Robot’s behind and did, in fact, do so once.
Therefore, it pains me to write this post, but here it goes: A manned mission to Mars is a dumb idea and a huge waste of money.
What got me on this topic was a recent article in The Washington Post Magazine by one of my favorite writers, Joel Achenbach. Titled “To Infinity and Beyond,” the piece deals with “the Vision” — NASA’s plan for the next wave of space exploration. The centerpiece of the Vision is a manned mission to Mars. President George W. Bush has endorsed the idea, and we’re ready to go, right?
Well, not really. There are a couple of problems. For starters, a round trip to Mars would take two to three years, cost $500 billion to $1 trillion, and once the astronauts arrived — presuming they weren’t first killed by deep space radiation — they would find little to do. Mars’ atmosphere is so hostile the astronauts, even bundled up in their spacesuits, would find it difficult to leave the shelter of their ship. They would also be bombarded with cosmic and solar radiation that even their suits may not defend against. The trip could be a death sentence.
And for what? Just to say we did it? There is a better way: If we really want to explore Mars, we can send robot probes.
And of course we already have. In 1976, two Viking landers descended on the Red Planet and tested the soil for evidence of life. Twenty-one years after that, the “Pathfinder” probe landed and sent forth a cool little robot named Sojourner.
Sojourner didn’t care what the temperature was like on Mars, or how severe the radiation was. As Robert Park notes in his excellent book Voodoo Science, “Slow but steady, the little robot did not break for lunch or complain about the cold nights. Sojourner was the first of a new breed of rover telerobots that will give scientists a virtual presence in places no human could ever venture.”
Best of all, Sojourner did it for about one-forth the cost of a single space shuttle launch. Right now, the probe Opportunity is on Mars, having landed in January of 2004. (The probe has run into a few problems lately, partially sinking in a sand dune, but NASA scientists are optimistic they can free it. And since the probe’s original mission was only supposed to last three months, what we’re getting now is gravy.)
Please understand that I’m not slamming the entire space program. There are things out there to learn, and we should learn them simply because we’re a curious species. For example, if we did find evidence of life on Mars, even simple bacteria, the implications of that would be staggering. It would fundamentally change the way a thinking person views the universe.
I’m not attacking the entire space program; my point is that it’s time to put aside the “Star Trek” fantasies, live in the real world and do what’s practical. The fixation on manned missions is a mistake. It may capture the public imagination, but it’s a waste of money and resources.
Forty-five million Americans do not have health care. Our inner cities are crumbling. Our social safety net is in tatters. Our public schools are underfunded. The retirement system is wobbly. We have problems to solve here on Earth. In light of them, I can’t justify blowing $1 trillion just so an astronaut can stand on a dead planet and bring back some rocks.
I know, I know — going to the moon was cool, and John F. Kennedy’s vision inspired us all. Fair enough. I still remember staying up late in my PJ’s to watch the landing. But going just because it’s cool doesn’t cut it anymore — especially when we’re so deeply in debt.
We don’t have to send a man or woman to Mars. What’s the point? Robots are telling us what we need to know and doing a much better job than humans would.
But what about colonizing space, screams the Big Space crowd. What about domed cities and terraforming and sending our excess population off planet? Get a grip. There is no breathable atmosphere on Mars, and the radiation is a killer — literally. There is no such thing as terraforming, except in science fiction movies. “Star Trek” made the idea of “warp drives” so popular that some people believe this method of propulsion actually exists. It doesn’t. Nor does terraforming. Certain laws of physics govern the universe. A science fiction writer can ignore those laws if they get in the way of a good story. A real scientist cannot.
So Mars is a bust. What about Venus? Forget about it. We can’t even land a probe there. As Park points out, Venus is shrouded in clouds made of sulfuric acid, and its surface is hot enough to melt lead. It’s much worse than Miami in July.
We’re stuck here. But that’s not so bad because we have imaginations, a drive to learn and the technical know how to figure things out (within the limitations of the laws of physics). Except for low-orbit jaunts, we’re not leaving this rock. The machines we make are not so limited. Launched in 1972, Pioneer 10 transmitted data until 1997, traveling more than six billion miles from Earth. It has since been surpassed by better probes, such as Voyager. We can take on the Final Frontier — by proxy.
Enjoy “Star Trek.” Ponder why women in the 24th Century wore mini-skirts and had beehives or, if you’re a “Next Generation” fan, try to figure out why the Federation designed uniforms with “shirt creep.” (Is it just me, or is Capt. Picard always tugging at the bottom of shirt?) Journey through cosmos at warp factor eight. Stun a Klingon or two for me. Just remember, it’s all in good fun. It’s not a documentary.