![]() ![]() ![]() The one escape clause is this whole not-ET mess? That we can escape out sentence of civilisitional extinction if we simply appear at the Grand Prix, a galactic equivalent to the Eurovision Song Contest, and sing our little hearts out. Possibly not, which is why has-been glam-rock musician Decibel Jones aka Danesh Jalo is simply whisked away after aliens, in the form of a “big blue bird”, a race known as the Esca, appear at once to every person on earth, announcing that we are not alone, that there’s a galactic community out there, and that we have been wanting, sentience-wise and must be destroyed. ![]() (source: Wikipedia)įrans, inspirational words indeed, and ones befitting an intent as grand and visionary as the one he proposed but would he have been so willing to head out into the cosmos, even to our nearest celestial neighbour, if he had really understood what he, and by extension, the human race were really getting into? ![]() We choose to go to the Moon! We choose to go to the Moon…We choose to go to the Moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one we intend to win, and the others, too. Kennedy announced that humanity, well, Americans really were going to the moon: Way back on 12 September in 1962, President John F. (cover image courtesy Hachette Australia) ![]()
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