After that, it wouldn't really matter what I did. I would simply up-end the bottle of my meds and relish in one single pain-free day. Then the idealists, if they reach their destination, will drop humanity off, and both the idealists and the rest of humanity will pat each other on the back and say "Wow! Look how great we are! Look what we've done. Humanity may very well be carried on the backs of the idealists into the future, as bare idealists' feet are stabbed with rocks and attacked by stinging insects, and humanity yawns and decides to take a nap, vaguely interested in the destination. They may very well find a way to keep humans as a species around, regardless of what the rest of us care about or want. They'll already have constructed their reason for existing: The expansion of humanity. Maybe, rather than wonder and adventure, they'll find an irradiated desert and bone density loss, and who knows what other problems.īut to let go of the idea of colonizing Mars will be to let go of a path too important to some people to let go of. In a few years when people begin settling on Mars, maybe they'll find out they'd been fooled by their dreams. Remaining here on Earth would be the less-conflict filled path. However, if a comet would swat Earth into rubble, whether or not humans still live somewhere else, like Mars, won't matter to the Earthlings who have been swatted into rubble.
However, now I see another type of nobility: of everybody just staying here on Earth and going extinct. That used to be my ideology: that humanity was destined to spread through this galaxy, then others, and never cease growing. When people begin attempting long term human settlements on Mars.that could be the beginning of a resurgence in interest in a Star Trek future in which humanity has spread throughout the galaxy. And even that is a byproduct of me being an idealist - and the world just not being an amiable environment for idealists. While I don't have real regrets, I do have many disappointments. But it does mean we did our best, which is all anyone can really ask of a fellow human - or of themselves. Does that mean we've done all we'd wish we could have? Perhaps not. You strike me as someone who could say the same. I have no real regrets, as I've always done the best I knew how with the light I had. Are you sure you're not being overly hard on yourself?
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