It's bittersweet.
For a while i've had a very dark and hopeless view on humanity. I haven't been truly happy for a ling time. Today, NASA made history, and i was reminded of how proud i am of humanity. And i was truly happy to the point i was emotional. Because i see that our ambition and curiosity and intelligence still exists.
But it was a very very very short time before i realized how very few people cared. Most people don't even know. Meanwhile, i see people instagram a picture of toast and they become a celebrity. It truly is a tragedy that nobody cares anymore. Nobody cares to learn, or explore, or push themselves. Peoples' attention extends only to what they're having for lunch and what's going on with Justin Beiber.
I'm EXTREMELY proud of some humans. DISGRACED by most of them. I could post a picture of any random shit on my feed. I could take a picture of a rock and get 50 likes. I share that we just made history in space... Not a single acknowledgement. Meanwhile, someone posts "aw man, its raining!!! FML!!!" And they get a swarm of attention.
Mission control was raving and waving their American flags in the air chanting "USA!!! USA!!!"
...know what USA was doing? They were sitting on the couch eating Cheetos watching Fox News in their underwear. Not even the slightest clue that at that moment, history was being made.
Is it on the news? Sure. A 20-second "oh btw, this happened. Now back to sports Tom!"
I was talking to my own parent today. "Today was amazing!!! We made history!!! We -"
*cuts me off* "sorry to interupt but over there is where that accident happened the other day" *points over at the sidewalk*
-"oh, umm. Okay. That's pretty crazy i guess".
So i am reminded why i am disappointed in humanity.