One other time, I saw a shuttle being transported atop a large jet; for some reason (I don’t remember what it was), they had decided to divert the flight to Ellington. Glancing out of my car window, I realized immediately what I was seeing… because nothing else could possibly be that awkward in the air. Now that was scary.
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]]>Ever since then, every person who has stepped foot in that flying junk heap has done so with the understanding that this flight, this time, might be the time that the flying experimental test bed underneath them decides to turn into a fireball at some point in flight, whether on takeoff or on re-entry. Yet people still do it. Balls that clang, my friend. It is too bad the bureaucrats in charge of the Space Shuttle program have never had similar balls, or the human empathy to even understand the risks that every person who straps in for takeoff in that junk heap is willingly accepting. And the American public as a whole… they seem to view the Shuttle program as some sort of NASCAR event, where half the fun is the expectation that someone is going to end up dead in a crash. So it goes.
– Badtux the Flightless Penguin
]]>R.I.P., Challenger astronauts. We remember.
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]]>I was actually working on the same program I’m working on today, but using entirely different tools and in SoCal instead of Florida.
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