Walking On The Moon

With all the crazy news that pops up everyday, there is this thought we need to go back to the moon.

Take a minute and think about this.

Why did we go to the moon in the first place?

 I like everyone else on this planet called earth watch fuzzy video and broken audio of a couple of military guys shot into space that with some ancient computer skills distracted from a missile to float around another rock in space and then land on another world.

So these guys extract themselves from their eggshell to plant their footprint on the beach and then what?

Did we build any McDonalds? Did we drill for oil? Did we set up a conquering government with our bubble wrap suits and reflective shield facemask?

No. We jumped around, planted a flag, gave a salute and then blasted our way home leaving a pile of junk.

Then every other visitor would bring more junk like a car to mess up the space and leave all trash and poop. Well there was golf?

After bringing on some rocks of little interest, what to do next?

We won the race with the Russians to place a footprint on another rock but there was no prize.

If we go back will we pick up all our trash to bring home and dump it in the ocean or just be known as messy neighbors?

We won’t be invited back to the party.