Trouble in Deep Space
by
Greg Davis
In
Freedom,
Inequality, Primitivism and the Division of Labor, Murray
Rothbard highlighted the difficultly involved in attempting to parody
left-wing victimology. One of Rothbard’s friends thought he could
jokingly invent a class of oppressed victims: short people who suffer
from society’s "heightism." Rothbard pointed out to his
friend that this had already been done, however the originator of
this idea, Professor Saul D. Feldman, a sociologist at Case-Western
Reserve, was serious.
Like
left-wing victimology, NASA’s Space Shuttle program is such an absurdity,
that parody is difficult. For example, one of the experiments on
the Columbia’s last mission was a joint effort with some
high school students from Syracuse, NY. A colony of ants was sent
into space to compare the ants’ digging habits in space against
a control ant colony on Earth. Student Brad Miller, apparently with
a straight face, described the scientific value of this experiment,
"Someday if we colonize another planet, the results of this
study will prove to be useful in determining whether living beings
can adapt there."
Difficult
as a NASA parody is, a 1994 episode of the The Simpsons aired
that was titled, "Deep Space Homer." While the NASA parody
was not the show’s only goal, there was no shortage of laughs at
NASA’s expense. The plot, as it pertains to NASA, is that NASA’s
TV ratings are falling and something must be done about it. The
ratings crisis is depicted in the TV news coverage of a Tom Brokaw
clone with another reporter and in the exchange between NASA executive
Jack Stillwater and scientist Dr. Babcock:
Tom:
It's a lovely day for a launch, here, live at Cape Canaveral,
at the lower end of the Florida Peninsula, and the purpose of today's
mission is truly, really electrifying.
Man
2: That's correct, Tom. The lion's share of this flight will
be devoted to the study of the effects of weightlessness on tiny
screws.
Tom:
Unbelievable, and just imagine the logistics of weightlessness.
And of course, this could have literally millions of applications
here on Earth everything from watchmaking to watch repair.
Tom:
Now let's look at the crew a little.
Man
2: They're a colorful bunch. They've been dubbed "the Three
Musketeers." Heh heh heh
Tom:
And we laugh legitimately. There's a mathematician, a different
kind of mathematician, and a statistician.
Meanwhile,
at Mission Control...
Dr.
Babcock: Sir, we've run into a serious problem with the mission.
These Nielsen ratings are the lowest ever. [holds a piece of paper]
Jack
Stillwater: Oh my God...we've been beaten by "A Connie Chung
Christmas!"
NASA
executives, to find a solution to their TV ratings problem so the
tax dollars can keep rolling in, call a meeting:
Stillwater:
People, we're in danger of losing our funding. America isn't
interested in space exploration any more.
After
watching some popular TV shows to get a feel for what the public
likes:
Researcher:
Why, they're all a bunch of blue-collar slobs!
Stillwater:
People, that's who we need for our next astronaut.
Dr.
Babcock: I suggest a lengthy, inefficient search, at the taxpayers'
expense, of course.
Stillwater:
I wish there was an easier way.
After
a grueling three weeks of training, Homer is selected as NASA’s
newest astronaut, or "averagenaut." Once Homer is on board
the shuttle named "Corvair"* with two
real astronauts, Buzz Aldrin and Race Banyon, the hilarity continues:
Buzz:
Mission Control, this is Corvair. Launch sequence initiated. All
systems go.
Homer:
Are we there yet? I'm thirsty.
Race:
Mission Control, request permission to sedate cargo ahead of schedule.
Controller:
Permission denied.
Race:
Payload checklist. IRS surveillance satellite
Buzz:
Check.
Race:
Ant farm
Buzz:
Check.
Race:
Children's letters to God
Buzz:
Check.
Back
at Mission Control, all is well:
Dr.
Babcock: Sir, the TV ratings for the launch are the highest
in ten years.
Everyone:
Yay!
Stillwater:
And how's the spacecraft doing?
Dr.
Babcock: I dunno. All this equipment is just used to measure
TV ratings.
Soon
after launch, Homer opens a bag of potato chips, which in the weightless
environment float all over the shuttle, threatening to clog the
instruments. As Homer floats around the shuttle eating the chips
to the tune of Strauss’ "The Blue Danube Waltz," he accidentally
breaks the case holding the ant colony. Buzz Aldrin is horrified:
Buzz:
You fool! Now we may never know if ants can be trained to sort tiny
screws in space!
As
the ants and the crew float around the shuttle, images of the scene
are beamed back to Earth for the evening news. The ants are very
close to the monitor and thus appear very large. Walter Cronkite
knock-off, Kent Brockman, gives a commentary which reminds us of
our own lapdog media:
Kent:
Ladies and gentlemen, er, we've just lost the picture, but, uh,
what we've seen speaks for itself. The Corvair spacecraft has been
taken over "conquered," if you will by a master
race of giant space ants. It's difficult to tell from this vantage
point whether they will consume the captive earthmen or merely enslave
them. One thing is for certain, there is no stopping them; the ants
will soon be here. And I, for one, welcome our new insect overlords.
I'd like to remind them that as a trusted TV personality, I can
be helpful in rounding up others to toil in their underground sugar
caves.
The
solution to the problem ultimately comes from singer/songwriter
James Taylor, on hand to play music for the crew:
Taylor:
Ants, huh? We had quite a severe ant problem at the vineyard this
year. I had Art Garfunkel come by with his compressor, and we created
a total vacuum outside the house, and we blew the ants out the front
door. But I'm sure you high-tech NASA people could care less about
our resort-town ways.
In
spite of Homer’s high jinx, the crew makes it safely back to Earth.
Throughout
the entire episode, NASA is portrayed as a band of bunglers worried
only about the continued flow of taxpayer money to their virtually
worthless enterprise. Obviously, there are competent and dedicated
people at the real NASA. However their genuine interest in science
and space exploration is wasted in a bureaucratic culture that produces
the antithesis to valuable science and true exploration.
*
The "Corvair" name for the space shuttle is taken from
the '60’s Chevrolet Corvair, targeted (unfairly) by Ralph Nader
in his book Unsafe at Any Speed.
February
13, 2003
Greg
Davis [send him mail]
writes from Arizona.
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© 2003 LewRockwell.com
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