They Call Him the "Space Tourist"
by
Jef Allen
I
have a hard time understanding all these honors and being treated
like a hero. I expected to have to do something tough go through
some great ordeal that required great courage to get rewarded
for something that was so much fun seems silly. It was simply
the greatest experience of my life."
California
millionaire Dennis Tito made the journey to into space this week
aboard a Soyuz TM-32 rocket for an eight day venture to the international
space station. Cost for the trip? An estimated $20 million, give
or take some palm grease that he surely has had to pay to Russian
apparatchiks along the line.
NASA’s
reaction to Mr. Tito’s enterprise has been predictably negative.
In fact, they have done everything in their power to prevent Tito
from making the flight, including barring him from joining his two
Russian crewmates during their space station training at the Johnson
Space Center in Houston last month. This lead to a boycott by the
Russian cosmonauts, who relented when they were assured that their
"fare," Mr. Tito, would be allowed to make the trip with
them anyway.
The
Russians, bless their little capitalist hearts, insisted that they
had a right to give a paying customer a ride in their rocket if
they wanted to, regardless of what NASA had to say about it.
NASA’s
response? They told Tito that he was not allowed in the U.S. areas
of the space station, and that if he breaks anything he will have
to pay for it.
Well,
just who the hell do these pencil-neck, pocket-guard wearing, white-tape-on-the-horn-rimmed-glasses
geeks that we taxpayers employ to run that bloated, overrun- burdened
boondoggle of a space agency think they are anyway? Do we fund NASA
as a private clubhouse for engineers and rocket jockeys to scamper
about like so many Commander Cody space rangers, or are they accountable
for their operational expenses? Who’s calling the shots here?
According to published reports, Dennis Tito is a degreed aerospace
engineer who had once worked for the Jet Propulsion Laboratories
in Pasadena, California. Once upon a time, he even charted flight
paths for NASA’s Mariner Mars probes before leaving to form Wilshire
Associates and make his fortune. He also has apparently kept himself
in reasonably good health, and he has gone through a physical training
program to prepare for the mission. My guess is the man was capable
of making such a space flight, or the Russians wouldn’t have made
the room for him. The last thing they want is a dead American multimillionaire
on their hands. Bad for business, don’t you know.
Granted,
Dennis Tito isn’t some former Democrat
senator from Ohio looking for a free ride back into space as
quid pro quo for derailing
an investigation into potential illegal campaign contributions
made to a former president of the same party. He also isn’t acting
as chair of the appropriations committee overseeing NASA, as Sen.
Jake Garn was when he got his ride on shuttle mission 51-D in 1985.
Other than these obvious liabilities, however, it would appear that
Tito’s qualifications were pretty good. Besides, he was bumming
a ride with the Russians. NASA wasn’t even expected to expend the
solid rocket fuel to haul his 140 lb. butt into zero gravity weightlessness.
They just had to play the polite host while their guest was visiting.
As
for NASA’s "you break it, you bought it" posture toward
Mr. Tito, I don’t recall any of the bureaucrats at the space agency
reaching for their wallets when they lost the $165M Mars
Polar Lander. Remember that one? "Oh, that there lander, she’ll
be calling home any minute now. Any minute. Yesiree, Bob! Just you
wait. Annnny minute…Did we ever tell you it’s dark up there?"
In
fact, other than some tap dancing with the media and NASA’s Capitol
Hill underwriters at the time of the incident, I’m not sure that
anybody ever did figure out who failed to do the correct "cipherin’"
on that little fiasco. What damage could a "space tourist"
possibly cause that would hold a candle to that waste of
taxpayer dollars?
I
believe that Dennis Tito is on to something here. Word is that film
director James "I’m King of the World" Cameron is currently
in negotiations with the Russian Space Agency to get his own rocket
ride to the international space station. At $20 mil or so a clip,
the Russians could fund some pretty nifty research with these private
contributions, and reduce the need for Russia’s citizens to carry
the full freight of space exploration.
In
America, we have a term for this concept. We call it "gas money".
Every college kid from Bayonne to Pismo Beach who drives home at
the end of the semester understands this little nugget of free-market
capitalism. You post a sign on the student union bulletin board:
WINTER
BREAK
Heading
to Ashtabula, Ohio
Have
Wheels, Need Riders
Call
555-4250 Ask for Gonzo
Hitch
up with a couple of dudes goin’ yer way, and you can hang onto a
few of your own samolians for beer money.
Maybe,
if we get really lucky, the boys over at NASA will figure this out.
My bet is the Russians are hoping they don’t.
May
3, 2001
Jef
Allen [send him mail]
is a technology professional in Georgia. As a reformed Yankee, who
has lived in the South for roughly twenty years, he has very little
tolerance for Northern sanctimony, or the erosion of individual
liberty.
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© 2001 LewRockwell.com
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