YankeecentrismPosted on September 22nd, 2011 No comments
Space — the final frontier for Man, a small speck of dust in the immense Universe.
Have you heard that before?
Well, we need to cross some slightly smaller frontiers before we get to the immensity of space. Even if we work in the space industry.
It looks like a giant insect. It isn´t named ARSE but UARS (you arse?). This satellite is coming home in a box. Not only that, it might also fall on our heads.
By “our heads” I don´t mean American heads. Sure, the USA (NASA) sent it up but they don´t have to fear for their craniums.
NASA posted a note on Facebook, to quell our fears. Did I say “our fears”? I meant American fears.
Note the phrase “the continent”. Which continent? Ah, the default continent. North America. The continent that like a spoilt child uses up most of Earth´s resources, the continent with all the people who have no idea where Germany and Switzerland are located, the continent that spews out most garbage in the world. Also space garbage.
Shall we call this particular brand of provincialism yankeecentrism?
Or shall we just let the quesiton hang in the air?
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