For All Mankind (1.03 "Nixon's Women") Sonya Walger As Molly Cobb

There's this sort of anthropomorphizing that inherently happens in language that really gets me sometimes. I'm still not over the terminology of "gravity assist," the technique where we launch satellites into the orbit of other planets so that we can build momentum via the astounding and literally astronomical strength of their gravitational forces, to "slingshot" them into the direction we need with a speed that we could never, ever, ever create ourselves. I mean, some of these slingshots easily get probes hurtling through space at tens of thousands of miles per hour. Wikipedia has a handy diagram of the Voyager 1 satellite doing such a thing.

"Gravity assist." "Slingshot." Of course, on a very basic and objective level, yes, we are taking advantage of forces generated by outside objects to specifically help in our goals. We're getting help from objects in the same way a river can power a mill. And of course we call it a "slingshot," because the motion is very similar (mentally at least; I can't be sure about the exact physics).

Plus, especially compared to the other sciences, the terminology for astrophysics is like, really straightforward. "Black hole?" Damn yeah it sure is. "Big bang?" It sure was. "Galactic cluster?" Buddy you're never gonna guess what this is. I think it's an effect of the fact that language is generally developed for life on earth and all the strange variances that happen on its surface, that applying it to something as alien and vast as space, general terms tend to suffice very well in a lot more places than, like... idk, botany.

But, like. "Gravity assist." I still can't get the notion out of my head that such language implies us receiving active help from our celestial neighbors. They come to our aid. We are working together. We are assisted. Jupiter and the other planets saw our little messengers coming from its pale blue molecular cousin, and we set up the physics just right, so that they could help us send them out to far stranger places than this, to tell us all about what they find out there.

We are assisted.

And there is no better way to illustrate my feelings on the matter than to just show you guys one of my favorite paintings, this 1973 NASA art by Rick Guidice to show the Pioneer probe doing this exact thing:

"... You, sent out beyond your recall, go to the limits of your longing. Embody me. ..."

Gravity assist.

Mission Specialist Sally Ride sits in aft flight deck mission specialists seat of STS-7 Challenger during deorbit preparations.

Date: June 24, 1983

NASA ID: STS007-31-1603

I feel like the world could benefit from a realistic visual sci-fi that heavily focuses on characters and moods. Space as it really is has a huge potential for moods. The way in which space exposes humans to all number of dangers, physical and psychological, is something that has not really been explored enough.

I doubt that every space habitat will have spin gee. If we understand our current political system, we can assume that a freefall, non-rotating habitat would be cheaper to live in. People who decide to move to space for whatever reason will use their life savings to find a cramped, tiny cupboard in some space station.

Your bones get thinner. Your eyesight gets worse. Your blood pressure goes down. You don't feel as hungry. Your muscles shrink. Your skin loses all its tan from hiding in the dark. The tops of your feet get calicoes from hooking onto things.

You get depressed. Isolated. Claustrophobic. Tired of seeing the same room every day. Irritable. Irrational. Anxious. After a long time, atheists would turn superstitious.

These things have been explored a bit from what I've seen, but they seem to be background elements of some greater story. Maybe it's just not possible to make this topic the focus of a movie. The closest I've seen is Ad Astra, which is an okay movie.

We will eventually spend years in space. Someday, people will be born there. We will be sickly and depressed, even with spin gee. This would have signified the ultimate migration of human living from the natural to the mechanical. From death by biology to death by astrodynamics. Where you have to be a technical genius to not die if something malfunctions.

Space is not luxurious. People won't actively choose to move there en masse without a good reason. Migration into space will take hundreds of years.

Don't get me wrong, The Expanse is one of my favourite shows, but I don't watch it for the combat and politics.

Columbia STS-1 landing at Edwards AFB

STS-1 was the first orbital spaceflight of NASA’s Space Shuttle program. The first orbiter, Columbia, launched on April 12, 1981 and returned on April 14, 1981, 54.5 hours later, having orbited the Earth 36 times. Columbia carried a crew of two – mission commander John W. Young and pilot Robert L. Crippen.

Gemini and Agena.

There are only 2 genders

Please people thee are only two genders…. I can’t believe that Tumblr is allowed to exist and make up all these ridiculous identities and not have all its users in mental health facilities. 

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Mercury Friendship 7

Challenger thrusting, STS-41B, 3-11 February 1984.

The Shuttle Atlantis seen in silhouette during solar transit, May 12, 2009. Image by NASA/Thierry Legault.

(NASA)