In 1986, school teacher Christa McAuliffe thought that she would be flown into space by NASA. Of course the shuttle of make-believe had to have an accident. Christa may have blown their cover, being “an ordinary person” and all. She would have returned to her family and teaching job — and likely exposed the whole shootin’ match. The whole thing was a lie. So she had to die.
If I had been Christa, I would have told everyone that all the space shuttle did was go up in the air and come back down. And probably spend the rest of my life investigating NASA’s other tall tales.
Perhaps our doddering president believed in space travel. Maybe even that hilarious moon landing. So he launched the “teacher in space” program. Oh boy. Now what is NASA gonna do? The program was designed so that teachers could “go up in space” and then come back down — and share their experience with all the wide-eyed kiddies back in the class room. Heck. Could they let that happen?
When your back is against the wall and your lie is in jeopardy, what options are left to you? You need a chilling effect. The last thing you want is a line of eager beaver teachers waiting to get on the next star ship to nowhere. Like kids at the fair. What’s that you say? Do the carnies have a maintenance plan? Well…. Ask one of the carnies. They always tell the truth.
I bet president Reagan knows Who hung the Pleiades now. And the moon too. It sure wasn’t NASA.
That back-up girl for Christa has apparently been co-opted. Or something. People have done worse for money. There was a woman down the hall who used to dive for a living. Now she’s an astro nut. Compared to diving, NASA work is gravy. This chick was in the Navy. Hoo yaa, deep sea, my sista frinn. Are you still bloated with pride about your intrepid achievements? I bet not.
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