Make It So

Just found this piece on NASA’s research into faster-than-light propulsion at Popular Science (yeah, I know: often not much better than the Weekly Reader from grade school, but such is today’s media) so I’ll only link. Deep thoughts later. Or not.

Having said that, at least someone at NASA gets it:

In the wake of the shuttle program’s termination and given the increasing role of private industry in low-Earth orbit flights, NASA has said it will refocus on far-flung, audacious exploration, reaching far beyond the rather provincial boundary of the moon. But it can only reach those goals if it develops new propulsion systems—the faster the better. A few days after the 100 Year Starship gathering, the head of NASA, Charles Bolden, echoed White’s remarks. “One of these days, we want to get to warp speed,” he said. “We want to go faster than the speed of light, and we don’t want to stop at Mars.”

If that “someone” happens to be the Administrator, then so much the better. Investigating advanced propulsion concepts and hands-on work like the Asteroid Capture Mission are precisely what a government space agency should be doing. Leave earth-orbit access to private business while helping us figure out how to go even farther.

In the 1920’s, when the U.S. Post Office needed to move large amounts of mail across the country quickly, they didn’t design, build, and operate their own airplanes: they hired out the job to a number of companies that eventually became household names. In particular, you know them as United, American, and the late-great Pan Am. These carriers gave us pioneering aviators like Charles Lindbergh and Elrey Jeppesen.

In other words: a space industry, not a space program.

Another Space Nerd Roundup

The Atlantic has a conversation with Eric Anderson of Space Adventures: The Coming Age of Space Colonization.

I remember this stuff being a big deal in the late 70’s; you couldn’t pick up a fanboy magazine without slogging through a lot of fanciful stories about how we by gosh were going to have a huge, impossibly advanced space colony within the next decade or so (Spin up the wayback machine: remember Omni and “L5 by ’95”? Admit it, already).

And in the “how to get there” category: CalTech Assigns Students to Design a Mars Mission, or at least to one of its moons.

Finally, closer to home: SpaceX Dragon Splashes Down, Completing CRS-2 Mission. This is becoming less and less newsworthy, which is a good thing.

What’s Scarier Than Merle?

Got meth?

ZOMBIE Merle!

I don’t say much about TV shows, but man if The Walking Dead hasn’t been sharks-with-frickin-lasers awesome lately. One episode left until next fall and I’m already missing it.

But hey, Mad Men comes back after that…yawn. Sorry, but perpetually-drunk businessmen in skinny ties screwing each other’s wives just won’t fill that void. So unless Don Draper starts feasting on brains (it’s cable, you never know), I will be very very sad. Probably have to just settle for reading a book or something.

Which reminds me, if you haven’t checked out Larry Correia’s Monster Hunter series then get thee to Amazon and start downloading. I picked up the three-volume anthology direct from Bain’s website a couple of months ago and it was the best six bucks I’ve ever spent. Best way I can describe it is urban fantasy that doesn’t take itself – or anything else – too seriously.  Like a mashup of The Expendables, Grimm, and Ghostbusters.

With guns. Lots of guns. Which are always nice.

Space Nerd News

Been a while since I’ve updated the blog (I’m largely staying away from the internet ’cause it keeps getting in the way of actually, you know, writing), but as promised here’s some links to interesting stuff:

Christian Science Monitor explores the pychological aspects of the Inspiration Mars effort. Short version: “Survivor” in space. Though I can think of a lot of “reality” TV stars that ought to be sent on a possible one-way mission to deep space. Like pretty much all of them. Buh-bye, media whores…

So how would they get there, anyway? Popular Mechanics has a nice overview of where things stand with commercial spaceflight: The Race to Cash in on Earth Orbit

And in not-unrelated news: Number of “City Killer” Asteroids “Very Large”, House Panel Told. As Professor Reynolds often quotes, “Asteroids are nature’s way of asking, ‘How’s that space program coming along?'”

UPDATE: Almost forgot, the brains behind Inspiration Mars have posted a response to Dennis Wingo’s analysis of their plan. Unfortunately it’s about what I expected: everybody loves the idea of a Venus-Mars flyby, but they’d have to be prepared to leave a good year ahead of the current schedule, which is ambitious enough already. An awful lot of tech currently in development would have to go just right for that to happen, and it sounds like they don’t want to bank on it.

Layovers

This whole “Inspiration Mars” free-return mission is getting a lot of well-deserved attention, and one analysis I stumbled into today is worth pointing out.

A recent piece by Dennis Wingo at SpaceRef offers what may look like some convoluted routes to Mars, except that the peculiarities of orbital mechanics actually reduce the trip time in some cases. Sixteen months in a flying RV would really be worth it if you could also fly by the Moon and Venus on your way around Mars. Seems to me if you’re going to go to all that trouble anyway, you might as well tailor the orbit to do just that.

So it’s not exactly like the airline’s around-your-@$$-to-reach-your-elbow routes. Cleveland to LA via New Jersey, for example, isn’t quite the same thing as Earth-Moon-Venus-Mars-Earth.

A human Grand Tour of the inner Solar System, paid for with private funds: this is the age I’ve been waiting for.

The downside is they’d have to be prepared to leave in 2017, not 2018. But if outfits like SpaceX can keep this up, they might just make it:

I don’t know who said it first, but I first saw this quote at Rand Simberg’s place: “It shouldn’t be NASA’s job to send men to Mars. It should be their job to make it possible for the National Geographic Society to send men to Mars.”

As they say, Nature abhors a vacuum. If NASA wasn’t going to do it, somebody was eventually going to step up.

Pack the Air Freshener

“I told you to go before we left!” Credit: SpaceX/NASA

In case you’re thinking about signing up for that Inspiration Mars trip, there’s a little something you should know…

Radiation is a substantial risk to humans once they’re beyond the protection of Earth’s magnetic field. There are lots of ideas for mitigating this, most of which involve some form of just rearranging the stuff they’d already have to bring with them. Food and water immediately come to mind, especially water. Since any water supplies on such a long-duration flight would have to continually recycled, we’d be talking about a fairly constant volume. But there is one other “value-added” radiation shield that would build up during the trip.

Can you think of what that might be? Anyone?

Hint: monkeys fling it.

 

Vacation Plans

If anyone (and their significant other) is looking for a once-in-a-lifetime trip in a few years, then bazillionaire Dennis Tito has just the deal for you:

The Crazy Plan to Fly Two Humans to Mars

“Crazy” is PopMech’s choice of words, not mine. This seems eminently doable, though not without significant risk. We know how to make rockets work. We know how to make manned spacecraft work. We even know how to make inflatable spacecraft work (just ask Bigelow Aerospace). What we don’t know is how to keep all of it working for nearly a year and a half with no chance for shipping spare parts. No doubt they’ll bring spare parts for the stuff they figure won’t last, but if something critical goes hard down they could be really screwed.

Even though it’s a simple flyby, that’s how big things get started. Prove the concept, find what works, fix what doesn’t. If Inspiration Mars pulls this off, “historic” might not be big enough of a word.

But enough of my bloviating. You’re better off reading from people who really know what they’re talking about.

Dive Alarm

A fascinating story in the NY Times Book Review about professional deep-sea divers: Diving Deep Into Danger.

It’s called “saturation diving”, and is not for the faint of heart:

“The best are those who have a great deal of confidence in themselves and their abilities,” one former diver, Phil Newsum, told me. “You have to be willing to adapt to any situation. Philosophically, when you go out on a dive job, you’re expecting something is going to go wrong.”

Often, because of the depth, the job is performed in the dark, with only a headlamp to light the way. Divers have told me stories of sudden encounters with manta rays, bull sharks, and wolf eels, which can grow eight feet long and have baleful, recessed eyes, a shovel-shaped snout, and a wide, snaggletoothed mouth. One diver sent me a video, filmed from a camera in the diver’s helmet, of an enormous turtle that was playing a game of trying to bite off the diver’s feet and hands every few minutes. The diver finally sent the animal swimming away by pressing a power drill to its head. Someone else sent me a photograph of a diver riding a speckled whale shark, as if on a rodeo bronco.

I didn’t even know this was possible. These guys live in a space-station-ish pressurized chamber for weeks at a time at whatever depth they’ll be working at. A thousand feet? Sure…

Once the divers are sealed inside the saturation complex, the air pressure is increased until it matches the pressure at the job’s working depth—this generally takes about a day. The breathing mixture inside the complex is also adjusted accordingly—the deeper the job, the more helium will be added to the breathing mixture. (Helium, besides allowing divers to avoid the risk of nitrogen narcosis, is easier to breathe under pressure because of its low density; it is also more quickly flushed from the organs and tissues than heavier gases.) This causes the divers to sound like Donald Duck, or children who have inhaled helium from balloons at a birthday party. But a diver inside the system doesn’t always realize that he sounds like Donald Duck, because the other members of the crew also sound like Donald Duck.

This condition is known as “helium ear.”

Read the whole thing.

Sneak Previews

Can you say “Insta-lanche”?

Dr. Helen Smith (wife of Instapundit’s Glenn Reynolds) recently started a new social hub for like-minded libertarian-ish people, called simply Helen’s Page, and yesterday I posted a notice that Perigee was on sale for 99 cents. Professor Reynolds then gave it a brief plug on Instapundit, and BOOM went the dynamite!

As of right now, it’s #12 on Amazon’s technothriller list and rapidly closing on Tom Clancy’s six. Of course, that won’t really mean anything until I’m making Clancy-level bank and can buy my own personal baseball team. Anybody know a good Hollywood agent? Yeah, I know: oxymoron. But for now it’s awesome just to see it on the same browser page as Jack Ryan’s creator.

Some readers have inquired about the sequel, titled I Have No Freaking Idea What To Call This Book. Or if that doesn’t work, maybe something simple, catchy, that nicely bookends the two novels.

Like, I dunno, Apogee. Yeah, that’s the ticket! All shall gaze in wonder and despair at my luminous, unrestrained genius! ‘Cause I’m a writer, beeches.

I first posted a preview last year, back when I was still toying with “Terminal Velocity” as a title. So for you newbies, please allow me to make it easy for you. For my old readers: hang on, more is on the way. I do appreciate every single one of you, and in all seriousness give thanks to God every time more copies are downloaded through the wonder of Amazon.

In the future, I’ll collect these sneak peeks under the new “Book Previews” category. Enjoy! Continue reading “Sneak Previews”