Falcon Heavy boosters land together

You've undoubtedly seen this already but it's too awesome to not at least mention.

Also this.

Live and learn. 

Young people are awesome. They blow me away. I'm humbled.

Next thing they'll be talking about living on Mars. 

Oh, wait.

Have you ever noticed how science fiction prepares us for these things? Everything does start with imagination. Some things are so outrageous, so out there, they must be described as fiction yet they point to the direction of fact. 

A lot of people get their present day political beliefs through their fascination and their embrace of Star Trek. The series describes a society in which nobody has want of anything. Everyone is self actuated. Everyone fits. Everyone is fulfilled. There is no money. The progressives I know flatter themselves with name "progressive." They like the idea of seeing themselves forefront. They have no idea the term originates in the past and is actually outdated. They still like the term.

Science fiction has prepared us for the idea of travel to Mars and now there is serious talk about it. It's not a joke anymore. Carl Sagan wrote in the original Cosmos about Robert Goddard being infatuated with building a rocket to Mars but he knew his idea would be laughed at so he talked about the moon instead. And here we are planning for Mars.

Asimov wrote quite a lot about robots with human appearance. He called them robots not androids. In one of his robot books, I forget which one, at the time I was reading one science fiction each night after work so they all blend together forty years later, Mars is colonized by a few wealthy families with staffs of robots that run their section of the planet. Asimov describes how the remoteness between families affects their human behavior. How their intense isolation from each other makes them all into separate Howard Hughes type personalities, intense germaphobes averse to human contact more at ease with robots than with other people and difficult to self-govern the planet. 

In one fascinating scene, in my opinion brilliant writing, two household robots are in the same room facing each other and a person is murdered between them. This is extraordinary on a planet with so few people. Both robots see the same thing. Both describe what they see with extreme precision. The only difference between them is their angle of observation, and they both apply supremely precise machine logic, and they reach opposite conclusions. They're stalemated. How did Asimov even think of that? I marveled.