So, Europe have sent a probe to Mars. Bravo. We might finally discover what (if any) kind of life there is on the Red Planet.
I have mixed feelings. There’s no doubt that the possibilities are fascinating. But my feelings change when I consider the astronomical amount of money that must have been put into this project (or any project of this ilk). What could be done with that money? Research into cancer or AIDS, relief for those suffering poverty or famine… hell, it could even help to rebuild some of the tattered remnants of Iraq and ensure those who were mutilated by the skirmish receive the best of care.
No, really, let’s be serious: sending a probe to Mars is a very interesting project, its aim being discovery and knowledge. But the knowledge will be merely interesting, not actually useful in any real sense. This kind of endeavour is a non-essential luxury—like a lot of other things, only a particularly expensive example. I think it demonstrates how screwed-up our priorities are. Maybe we ought to get things straightened out down here before dumping millions into fancies that won’t have any real practical benefit to anyone.
Mixed feelings. I’ll still be interested to see what they find.