Secrecy in Space
I’m watching a thing on the History Channel calld “First Men in Space.” I love those shows. Modern history documentaries. A bunch of old blowhards reliving their glory days, interspersed with actual film of the time, in this case obviously colorized.
You can learn a lot watching the history channel. But you still only learn what they want you to learn. There was a minor news item I chanced across the other day, because my eye tends to wander to the sensational, about a man who’d survived in the vacuum of space. It happened in 1965, it was a controlled experiment that somehow went out of control. 1965. We’re learning about this now, 45 years later.
Secrecy is a brake on progress, secrecy is a spanner in the works, secrecy is the thing that holds us back from a world of peace, harmony and overflowing wealth for all mankind. And it’s so unnecessary.
If this information had immediately became public, and made freely available to Soviet scientists, we might have colonies on Mars by now. We’ll never know.
But what was the reason for the secrecy? To shield the public from the dangers of the space program? Hell, the public loves that stuff. It’s the ultimate reality program, when somebody might die. To get an edge on the Russians? Fair enough, but not at the risk of lives. Competitive is great, but you don’t want cosmonauts to die. Or did they? It was an ugly era.
Basically, I think it was just because government is, by it’s nature, secretive. They are so deep in the habit of burying things that they can’t look up and see the benefits of shared knowledge.
What is happening now, in space, in medicine, in robotics, in all fields of scientific research where the government is randomly hiding information? The mind boggles.
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