Gravity Disappears Again, And We Rise Up

I Very Much Was Inspired By Bill Bryson. He Does Cover Science, But More Often, It's A Mixture Of Science And Travel, And Whatever He Happens To Be Writing About - Shakespeare, Australia, The United Kingdom, Or When He Covers Science In 'a Short History Of Nearly Everything' - He Has An Incredible Ability To Be Both Entertaining And Enlightening.

Yes, The Money Could Be Better Spent On Earth. But Would It? Since When Has Money Saved By Government Redlining Been Spent On Education And Cancer Research? It Is Always Squandered. Let's Squander Some On Mars. Let's Go Out And Play.

The Way I See It, Being Dead Is Not Terribly Far Off From Being On A Cruise Ship. Most Of Your Time Is Spent Lying On Your Back. The Brain Has Shut Down. The Flesh Begins To Soften. Nothing Much New Happens, And Nothing Is Expected Of You.

It Would Be Especially Comforting To Believe That I Have The Answer To The Question, What Happens When We Die? Does The Light Just Go Out And That's That-the Million-year Nap? Or Will Some Part Of My Personality, My Me-ness, Persist? What Will That Feel Like? What Will I Do All Day? Is There A Place To Plug In My Laptop?

To Me, Nasa Is Kind Of The Magical Kingdom. I Was Sort Of A Geek, And You Go There, And There Are Just These Wondrously Strange Things And People.