I have seen people online asking "Why didn't they go back to the moon?" and proposing all sorts of way-out theories. Well, none of those are necesary - the simplest answer is very practical and very deadly: Moondust. Have a look at this :
No angry aliens, mysterious glass structures or secret bases required.
Unless you go to some serious effort ( e.g. building an elevated landing pad and sealing your base very, very thoroughly) you are bound to end up with leaking spacesuits, failing equipment and dead astronauts - it is only a matter of time.
No wonder people on Earth now look to Mars as a much better colonisation option: at least it has atmosphere and weather so there will be erosion and you won't have that sandpaper dust problem (although Mars has it's own problems).
I was taught that the galaxy was probably dead.
Apart from dear little Earth, everywhere else was dead, no life, no
air, no water. We humans are supposedly something special, there is
nobody out there, we are “the chosen few”.
The first problem with that viewpoint
is that life on Earth is everywhere. We now know that there are
lifeforms that can be frozen for centuries that reanimate once
conditions become suitable again (tardigrades) – there are
lifeforms at the bottom of the deep seas, microbes floating in the
upper atmosphere, and maybe living forms we have not even defined living
further out from there . . . . . .
but we are told, sadly, there is no
life off Earth.
Of course, this also depends on your
definition of “life” too – is DNA itself a form of life? It can
be frozen at zero degrees, frozen in a meteoroid and sent across the
galaxy to finally land on some distant planet where it might be
defrosted and reanimate to create new life (see Prof. Fred Hoyle's Panspermia theory). . . . . but the universe
is dead, right?
Our astronomers define intelligent life
currently as that which uses radio signals to communicate, even
though it is almost useless at interplanetary distances, but since we
don’t (officially) know of any other method and can’t hear
anything (officially), we are confidently told that there is nobody
Personally I regard that as making as
much sense as mythical American Indians looking toward the horizon
saying to each other “there is nobody across the sea because we
can’t see any smoke signals” - the assumption that radio waves
are the only possible method of space communication is just plain
stupid. I am sure that if space travel is doable (and I think it is)
then they would have something much, much faster than radio waves for
communication. This delusion that there is nothing else is
pseudoscientific conceit - the real conceit here is that our science is somehow capable of explaining everything adequately, yet a few minutes of careful analysis will show it is deeply flawed: gravity waves, anyone? How about a "unified theory of physics"? Need I say more?
To extrapolate from our local
experience, we would expect that the galaxy would be teeming with
life: every planetary body capable would have its own ecosystem, many
with intelligent life, most based on some sort of DNA/RNA code
because that’s the system we see around us.
Of course, this is all assumption. There may be other systems that don't use DNA but something else.
Would they all be nice, friendly and
benevolent beings? Not likely. Not if they are anything like
the lifeforms here on Earth: the
lifeforms here consist of predators and prey, parasites and hosts,
symbiotes and lots of cooperatives. Of course, that assumes that they are quite similar to us, or at least life here - but they are alien and so they might not even be neatly described by us . . . . . we could need whole new collections of words just to describe alien life.
All of this only applies to this
specific level of reality, please note: there may well be other
levels of reality that are not “organised” the same way but I
don’t know about them.
The net has supplied a huge amount of "information" but the trouble is, most of it is junk: in addition, there may be information that is true but we have been taught not to trust it, and how can we change our views without solid proof?
I will chart in future posts my own observations and notes about various things I think worth looking at - but with careful reference to facts as I understand them, with quite a bit of skepticism thrown in where deserved.
For the first episode, I will refer you to Tyler from Secureteam10 for a word about The Moon.
Yes, everything he says is correct as far as I know, and can be verified from other sources.
Why make up stuff when reality is so out there already?
I write to you out of desperation and I'm not alone.
Years ago I put my money into products from a neat desktop computer company who made good machines and they made the system software to run on them, which meant the whole thing was more reliable, secure and stable than any other company and let me get on with making computer art, my chosen hobby.
Oh yes, it also let me read news and communicate with others around the world too.
I got the best model I could and paid plenty to get it as good as possible with upgrades . . . . but now the company (guess who?) has decided that powerful desktop computers with mouse and keyboard are not what they want to make any more: they insist we should all have phones and tablets instead even though neither of these are ever going to be capable of doing what I want. It's almost as if they don't want me to create anything, they just want dumb "consumers".
The computer becomes Teevee.
For now I still have a working machine but within the next five or ten years (I'm being optomistic here!) I will need a new one - and the only company that I can see with the power to do anything about this is You, Google.
Yes, Microsoft has started making laplets but I need desktop grunt and Windows is not the most secure or usable of systems . . . . So how about it, Google? go ahead, steal the Mac Pro (The upgradeable model, not the Darth Vader Trashcan) market from Apple who doesn't want it anyway - there are a LOT of CG geeks who will buy it if you can deliver, and those guys get paid to do what I do for a hobby . . . . . .