Nonunreaffirmed Reflection

The delayed launch of one of the last cruisers of the U.S. space shuttle fleet.

Test flight of a commercial suborbital rocket plane.

Russia serving the ISS.

China preparing for an occupied station.

The elite status of having flown 100-plus kilometers from the surface of our home planet.

Where is a safe place to build a space elevator or similar mass transit system?

How do we build confidence that nonviolent dissent is healthy for political change?

Will I live to see upper middle class passengers sail around the Moon?

How do we proactively prevent the creation of a loose network of violent criminals that diverts the equivalent of trillions of dollars of non dual use development to pursue and perpetuate them?

Can we tell when an entrenched system is no longer viable for the majority, let alone any minorities?

Happiness is a state of being, not a pursuit.

Can people see that nationalistic patriotism naturally compartmentalises sub/cultural populations?

Borders are memes, symbols, labels, artificial constructs of territorialism – the modern concept of personal property rights, like animals marking their mating/feeding grounds.

For us, space is essentially an infinite set of possible mating/feeding grounds.

Tentativeness is not the same as carefulness.

Complicated is not the same as confident efficiency.

A solar-powered string of lights saves on electricity.

What’s the cheapest and not necessarily the most reliable method for launching our personal single-cell organism coloniser payload to the Moon or Mars?

If the organism contains your trademarked DNA sequence, could you claim individual ownership of that area you colonised without local/global government permission?

Seek forgiveness later.

Start your profitable offworld business first and dare them to come after your staked claim, costing them a whole lot more to stop you than it cost you to turn a profit deposited in your orbiting satellite memory bank they can’t regulate from down here.

It’s not your fault if Earthers are too old-fashioned to process the solar system currency you invented for exclusive members of the 100-Plus Kilometer Club.

My nonviolent plan to take over the solar system is moving forward smoothly, thanks to the ready participation of seven billion people operating under the assumption this planet is divided into imaginary political boundaries used to excite them into frenzied temporary diversions, while I empty their pockets full of short-term earned money for my long-term domination of their and their offspring’s lives.

Can’t wait until the slowly terraforming portions of Mars and the Moon are under my complete control, with travelers paying my network large chunks of their disposable income to get away from Earth, on holiday and/or until they die.

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