Voltaire summed it up pretty well when he wrote:
“Let us see ourselves as we really are, ravenous insects devouring one another on a speck of mud.”

Don’t you wish that all the billions and trillions that’ve been spent here and there and everywhere would have been used to build that damn moon base by now? Then maybe someday, tourists would have a chance to look at the ‘blue dot’, maybe play a little moon-golf, have a low-G martini, take a spin in the lunar rover, that kind of thing…but no, but no…Bush and company would rather play ‘invasion of the body snatchers’ immigration games, probably read all your email, that kind of thing, while the fat bastards at NASA sit around coming up with excuses for Why Nobody Really Goes Up, anymore, snarfin’ donuts and ‘fakin the funk’. Sad.

Now…at the count of three, let’s all (including me), get up off our lazy, apathetic and over-ample asses and do something.

QT. I appreciate your sincere sentiment. But don’t you think Carl Sagan would have asked you what evidence it is upon which you base your claim that there is another world, inhabited by the dead?

Carl was the quiet giant of astronomy and science in our midst whose passion for and eloquence in sharing what was so near to his life’s essence, left a mark on us all. A sense of wonder, awe and amazement about how big is big and how small are place in it actually is. His profound sense of the intracacies of the cosmos, life’s history and our footprint on it, inspires a thurst for knowledge that will transend generations yet to come. Yes, we all miss you Carl, much more than feeble words such as these can ever express! “Billions and billions” of thanks to you our noble knight of the nights!

beauty is also a human conceit and this piece is but beautiful. thus spoke johnny burke and jimmy van heusen, thus spoke zarathustra.

That’s the bottom line. We <u>are</u> the pale blue dot and we are destroying ourselves for lack or self-awareness as a species and as part of the planet. Great video.

Carl Sagan was a hero of the first order.  It is a measure of his effect that the moment he died, with only his wife, Ann Druyan present, the religionists mounted rheir pulpits to falsely announce that, at the last minute, Sagan accepted Christ as his saviour.  It speaks volumes not only about Sagan, but about the perfidy of religious hypocrites.

Dear Mr. Sagan,

We all missed you dearly ! In the other world please try harder to keep our beautiful country safe and clean from all kinds of hatred from within and outside !

A beautiful piece of media!