Below is the latest The Pain -- When Will It End?
I drew this specially for a speech I gave to the Forum on
Innovative Aproaches to Outer Planetary Exploration 2001-2020 at the Lunar
Planetary Institute in Houston, Texas last week (funny story, that, about
which maybe more later), but it was vetoed at the last minute by the person
who had asked me to seak there, who was understandably (and probably wisely)
worried about how it would be received. This is just a comment on the way
we human beings go on defacing the entire universe with our dumb vulgarity--very
much in sympathy with Holden Caulfield's famous lament that if you had a million
years to do it, you could never rubout all the 'fuck you' signs in the world.
With all respect to the space program, I would point out that
we did leave a fair amount of garbage up there, including not only necessary
equipment but a couple of golf bals and Richard Nixon's autograph on a plaque.