Moon shot

Manot Cave cranium With a skull and Keats, there was little choice but to write about the new online items in rhyme. So with apologies to Shakespeare, Keats and the scientists, as well as the people at SpaceIL, here are today's grab bag of poems. As usual, follow the links.       On a Lone Cranium Alas poor Yorick – We can only know Where you lived all those eons ago Walking, did you take those others in stride; Human, yet strange, as they strode alongside? Did your children wander forth, Searching for a greener North? Can your skull, a bit of bone, Tell us where our seeds were sown?   To…

If you have followed energy issues from anywhere other than a cave on a mountain peak, you've probably heard technoutopians utter some variation on the following sentence two or three hundred times "We walked on the moon - of course we can do whatever it takes to shift from fossil fuels to some other source of energy." The moon shot is perceived as the ultimate example of "put in a quarter and get out the technological outcome you want" in our history. If we could set out to put a man on the moon and do it in less than decade, can't we do anything we want to, with just enough ingenuity?…