I’m sorry! Right off the top, I apologize.
For those of you who wanted more information on the latest act of deadly insanity, the implosion of another Middle Eastern nation or even another Olympic athlete emotionally devastated because the medal that was won was the wrong color, I’m afraid I’m about to disappoint you.
I’d just like you to take a moment from those kinds of stories and join me in a celebration. No matter what the United States of America has done or will do competitively in London, nothing can come close to the impossibly difficult triumph of the picture-perfect landing of the roving science laboratory, Curiosity, on the surface of Mars.
It was an eight-month, 352 million-mile journey that could not be created in advance. And all the experiments and all the theories came together Sunday night as NASA dropped an SUV in a predetermined parking space and instantly sent back a picture of the neighborhood.
With all the desperate fiscal needs we have in this country, was it worth $2.5 billion?
I’ll bet there was some accountant in Queen Isabella’s court that asked the same thing about those three ships Columbus wanted.
I’m Pat McMahon