Elon Musk says SpaceX rocket launch is "a dream come true"
How profoundly I am bored by this. Much as I love his pretty little electric car, I just can't make anything Elon Musk says or does important to me, or, in fact, at all interesting. And this launching of private persons "into orbit" is not, goddamit--not by a long shot--the massive lift-off capacity that is so desperately needed just at this moment in world history, to transform us and to save us.
I burn hot. I tend to exhaust people in conversation, like Margaret Fuller did Carlyle. Which leaves me (but apparently not Margaret) always wishing I'd shut up sooner. I have quite a few friends and not many enemies, but I'm very proud of the few I do have. There is consensus among my friends about me, which is how I know to write about myself. What my enemies think of me I have no idea. That, of course, could be dangerous.
The list of interests and favorites is absurdly partial and half-assed, particularly as to music and books. It's the stupid format of the blog itself, as given, that, of course, I color outside the lines and burst the seams of.
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