When I learned that Mars One was recruiting potential astronaut/colonists to be the first people on Mars, I would have signed up if the deadline hadn’t already passed. As it was, over 100,000 people volunteered so I probably wouldn’t have had a chance.
Because I’d love to go to Mars. To live there. Okay, it’s easier for me to say that than if I was a lot younger and had most of my life ahead of me. I admit that it’s easier to volunteer for something so potentially dangerous and life-threatening when I can look back to the majority of my life being behind me so if the worst happened, at least I’d have had a good, long life.
Still. Mars beckons like a beacon in the universe. The next place people are likely to settle and live. So I followed the Mars One program closely and with enthusiasm, knowing that I’d go there with those first brave astronaut/colonists vicariously if not in the flesh.
Unfortunately, there was one fatal flaw with Mars One. They planned to pay for the trip with a TV reality series that would follow those astronaut/colonists through their preparations and the trip. And, as it turned out, following Elon Musk’s endeavors to do exactly the same thing using his own money turned out to be more interesting to more people than Mars One so their reality series never got off the ground.
So Mars One became a non-starter and it didn’t matter that I was too late to volunteer. But I still think about Mars One — and about Mars itself — often.
If I did actually go, I’d be way too busy to do any real work because I’d be writing about my experiences. The books I’d write would become best-sellers for no reason other than that they’d be the first books written on Mars.
Maybe I should ask Elon Musk if he’s looking for volunteers so as not to miss out on another opportunity to go to Mars. Of course, honesty will compel me to admit to being afraid of flying so I’d have to be knocked out for the duration of the trip.
What about you readers of my blog? Would you take the trip?