These days, it feels countercultural to be utterly indifferent, even contemptuous, of all the gaa-gaa over escaping to Mars (or colonizing it) after we’ve so royally screwed up earth.

I have fellow chorister friend who literally operates and monitors a Mars Rover for his livelihood. It’s perfectly honorable work, probably contributing at least a bit to the store of human knowledge.

But sending people to live there is another matter. I don’t want it done with my tax dollars. I detest that we’re forever excitedly coming up with tech-based solutions to tech-induced problems. (Yes, my Mounjaro probably qualifies to a technology to counteract a life of too much highly-processed foods. I know. You got me there.)

There: I said it. Anyone else bored or repulsed by the thought of Mars colonization?