Today
ravenlas and I finally went to Disney. We went to the Magic Kingdom and to Epcot. And I have to say, it reduced me to tears.
*sigh* I'm sure I know what the more cynical of you are thinking, but no. That's not it.
It was one ride. Misson to Mars. The 'orange' lane for 'more intense training'.
Now, some of you are aware that there is one disappointment which runs so deep that it defines my entire life. At the age of, ooh, around 12, I finally realised that, despite all the books I read and all the films and tv shows I watched, I wasn't going to get my own spaceship. I was never going to go into space. And I honestly believed I was over it. I'd come to terms with it.
Nuh-uh.
I got into that simulator, and the instrument panel closed down, and we went for launch. DAMN but that ride is well-done! They actually rack up some g-force - yes, the restraint pushes down on your chest, but I still felt it tugging at my face! By the time we were going for a slingshot around the moon, I had tears sliding down my face. In fact, I'm hard-put not to burst out crying now. FFS! I got off that ride and went straight back on. And it took most of the waiting in line to get myself back under control.
Why aren't we in space? Where's my spaceship? What the fuck do we think we're doing staying earthbound, huh?
It makes me so angry. I feel cheated. And at the same time, every little scrap of news that might someday mean I can see my great-grandneices and nephews go into space fills me with so much excitement! The Japanese (or is it the Chinese?) are building a space elevator. The UK has dropped our objection to a manned space program. There's a private company in the US which has reached orbit on their 4th launch which is aiming to supply cheap, re-usable earth-orbit launch capsules. And there's even Virgin Galactic.
So. Thank you, Douglas Adams, Douglas Hill, Nicholas Fisk, Arthur C. Clarke, Isaac Asimov. ET, Star Trek, StarWars,Bounty Space Hunter: Adventures in the Forbidden Zone, Firefly. Now hand over my sodding spaceship, will you, before I get too old? This is the future you guys sold us. It turns out that a big part of me is still waiting for the world to deliver, and gorramit, hope hurts.
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*sigh* I'm sure I know what the more cynical of you are thinking, but no. That's not it.
It was one ride. Misson to Mars. The 'orange' lane for 'more intense training'.
Now, some of you are aware that there is one disappointment which runs so deep that it defines my entire life. At the age of, ooh, around 12, I finally realised that, despite all the books I read and all the films and tv shows I watched, I wasn't going to get my own spaceship. I was never going to go into space. And I honestly believed I was over it. I'd come to terms with it.
Nuh-uh.
I got into that simulator, and the instrument panel closed down, and we went for launch. DAMN but that ride is well-done! They actually rack up some g-force - yes, the restraint pushes down on your chest, but I still felt it tugging at my face! By the time we were going for a slingshot around the moon, I had tears sliding down my face. In fact, I'm hard-put not to burst out crying now. FFS! I got off that ride and went straight back on. And it took most of the waiting in line to get myself back under control.
Why aren't we in space? Where's my spaceship? What the fuck do we think we're doing staying earthbound, huh?
It makes me so angry. I feel cheated. And at the same time, every little scrap of news that might someday mean I can see my great-grandneices and nephews go into space fills me with so much excitement! The Japanese (or is it the Chinese?) are building a space elevator. The UK has dropped our objection to a manned space program. There's a private company in the US which has reached orbit on their 4th launch which is aiming to supply cheap, re-usable earth-orbit launch capsules. And there's even Virgin Galactic.
So. Thank you, Douglas Adams, Douglas Hill, Nicholas Fisk, Arthur C. Clarke, Isaac Asimov. ET, Star Trek, StarWars,