Treacher announces the results of his search for a new word for Mapesonian news stories.
Countdown to Lunar Surface Tourism
Last February, Alan Boyle predicted a 100 year wait for Lunar surface tourism.
I think 100 years to Lunar surface tourism is pessimistic. SA is already offering Lunar orbit tourism. You only have to a little more than eight times the $100 million Lunar-orbit seat price to get Lunar tourism on the Apollo model. You’d rendezvous with a lander in Earth orbit, you’d take two cosmonauts instead of two passengers. The passenger and one of the cosmonauts would land on the Moon. Roughly four $200 million launches. That includes the cost of doing it robotically once, then the price will drop in half. There are about 691 billionaires. If 1% of them want to go, we could be doing Lunar tourism as soon as a few years after someone puts down their $100 million deposit to get it going.
With global income doubling every thirty years, a larger percent of the economy becoming private sector and with concentration of wealth increasing, we could see thousands of billionaires in 60 years. There are 70,000 with $30 million in 2005. There will be more than 70,000 with $120 million in 2065. With thousands of new centimillionaires every year, utilization might allow a cycler that only centimillionaires would use. E.g., $20 million in 60 years garnering a flight a month. That would be 0.02% of them per year, a rate sustainable indefinitely with no repeats. The numbers to orbit would have to be about $2 million, but the big step from $12-20 million to $2-4 million will occur in the next 10 years with Bigelow stations and America’s-Space-Prize caliber launchers and vehicles.
With an L-1 station refitting the return portion of the lander for reuse, cyclers, Lunar oxygen, etc., the mature industry price could drop roughly to three times the fuel cost which is only about 5 times the cost to orbit. So $100,000 trips to orbit means maybe million dollar trips to the surface of the Moon. I’d go at that price even if I have to sell my house, take up a major weightloss program and go through years of therapy to overcome spacesuit claustrophobia. I’ll be ready to go at that price no later than 15 years when I pay off my 15-year mortgage and my daughter is graduating college. I won’t be unusual–with tens of millions of million dollar mortgages with payments of $5000/month tax deductible at 6% mortgage rates, there will be tens of millions of millionaires in 15-30 years. People on both coasts are paying 50% of their income for houses. There’s an average of $120,000/year GDP (not counting those pesky local taxes and insurance). That’s only three times per capita GDP or the average GDP for a household of three. Median per-capita income is less than half of average GDP ($45,000) so we are not talking about 50% of the US population being able to afford this in 15 years, but that would not be impossible. In any event, there are still likely to be tens of millions of millionaires by then in the demographic for full-price orbital flight and SpaceShot for everyone else.
Like the Economist wrote last week, it will be hard to do conspicuous consumption of space travel any more.
More On The Moron
Yup, it’s God’s wrath:
“If Christians would read the Bible, instead of just watching TV, they would understand that people who claim to know exactly why God does what He does are usually false teachers,
Hyperdrive Hype
The topic for this post is “Space,” but it could also be “Media Criticism.” New space blogger Eric Collins emails:
You may have noticed the post on HobbySpace about the so-called hyperspace drive. The linked-to article from the Scotsman is annoying on several different levels. I was really disappointed that this article was making it onto several highly visible blogs (including slashdot).
I was preparing a long blog rant about this incredibly speculative, bordering on crackpot, theory when I finally came across a link to the original article posted at New Scientist. This article is much more informative and manages to sufficiently address the speculative nature of the proposal. So, rather than blog about it myself, I decided that I would just try to make sure people were aware of the New Scientist article. And, since your blog is much more visible than mine, I figured you could probably get the word out much more effectively than I could.
Yes, I was going to post something about this, particularly after Glenn picked up on it, but I haven’t had time, so thanks to Eric.
The strangest thing (of several strange things) that jumped out at me about the Scotsman article to me was this paragraph:
…if a large enough magnetic field was created, the craft would slip into a different dimension, where the speed of light is faster, allowing incredible speeds to be reached. Switching off the magnetic field would result in the engine reappearing in our current dimension.
Huh?
Even ignoring the mumbo jumbo about magnetic fields and different dimensions, this is the equivalent of saying “the solution to land-based transportation is to raise the speed limit from seventy MPH to 500 MPH,” ignoring the fact that no one has a car that can drive this fast. There is no description in here of how one goes faster than our “dimension’s” speed of light, even if the speed of light is faster. The problem isn’t speed limits, it’s propulsion. Hell, if we could approach the speed of light here, that would be a huge breakthrough. Once we figure out how to do that, then we can start worrying about how to increase the speed of light.
This is another example of how science and technology stories can get mangled by reporters who don’t have any idea what they’re writing about. And the New Scientist piece is, indeed, much more interesting (and describes what actually is a new form of propulsion, by converting electromagnetic forces to gravitational forces), to those who (unlike the Scotsman reporter) are numerate and literate in basic physics.
Emptying The Belfries
I haven’t had time to read the NPRM from the FAA on the new space passenger regulations, or formulate any inputs, but Jeff Foust has done a little research and come up with some amusing examples of people who have.
I will say that I think that it’s a little premature for the FAA to be worried about smuggling on commercial space transports, disarming the universe, or especially people on a spacewalk throwing things at the planet.
As for the concern about requiring that space transport pilots be licensed aviation pilots, I doubt if the FAA considers that to be a sufficient condition, but it’s certainly not unreasonable to make it a necessary one.
Meanwhile, over at Space Law Probe, Jesse Londin has more serious thoughts on it.
Sorry, Mark
I know this will disappoint you.
Funny…
…I don’t recall all these Democrats complaining about a “culture of corruption” then.
Is There An MT Guru In The House?
If an author has forgotten their password, and doesn’t have anything filled out for the birthplace, is there any way for an administrator to find, or change it? I sure can’t find one in version 2.661.
Could Someone Please
…get idiotarian extraordinaire Pat Robertson to take a deep draught of a cup of hot STFU?
Robertson, speaking on the
OK, Enough Is Enough
It has now been two days since I’ve been able to access the Bellsouth’s NNTP server, at newsgroups.bellsouth.net. It’s been flaky ever since I started using it over a year ago, when I got my Bellsouth DSL connection, but now it doesn’t work at all. When I try to log in to it, I get a message box from Agent saying that there is an “error reported by server: 502 authentication failed.” It’s done this periodically in the past, but never for this long.
So, have I talked to Bellsouth about it?
I have. I called them three times yesterday, two of which resulted in contact with human beings, and talked to numerous people, both in India and stateside, none of whom knew what to do about it, and most of whom wanted me to reboot my computer (that’s their first-resort solution to everything, even when it clearly has absolutely nothing to do with my computer–for instance, I was trying to reconnect my router to my modem the other day, and the nice woman in Bangalore told me to reboot my computer).
The first person I talked to in the morning said that they would have to try resetting the server, and that it would probably take about twelve hours to take effect. I was dubious. In fact, I’ll go beyond that and say that he was probably lying (or to be more generous, misinformed), but figured that I’d wait and see if anything happened.
I should add that all of these phone calls were preceded by attempts to find some solution on the Bellsouth web site, one of which was a help form that I started to fill out. It demanded the number I was calling from, and the number that I was dialing up on (I have a DSL connection, remember), and refused to accept the form until I would tell it. In addition, it demanded the time and date of occurrence, but the pulldown menu for “year” contained only the years 2002, and 2003, so apparently the folks at Bellsouth aren’t interested in any technical issues that have developed within the past two years.
Also, there are often long delays and sometimes timeouts when attempting to get to the various web pages in the technical support area. But hey, that’s to be expected from one of the largest telecommunications companies in the country, right? I mean, it’s not like they have a lot of bandwidth, or money for servers, when they’re only charging me a paltry hundred bucks a month. After all, that quality tech support over in the jewel of the Empire doesn’t come cheap. Of course, I should mention that my confidence in tech support at Bell South (at least when it comes to solving, or even comprehending, problems more complex than those that can be fixed by rebooting your computer), hasn’t been high since the DNS incident a year ago.
So I called, and got passed from one person who didn’t know what was going on, to another (having to give my phone number to each one, of course, except once, I caught them, and determined that they already knew it–it was all just part of the fun ritual hazing that all Bellsouth customers go through). At one point, I was told that I was going to finally be transferred to a specialist in this area. The moron who picked up the phone started by asking me to fire up Outlook express, so we could determine what was wrong with my email (I guess that I should have been grateful that he didn’t ask me to reboot my computer). Ignoring the fact that I don’t now, never have, and never will use a Microsoft email client, I didn’t have an email problem. I told him this, and told him that I thought he was going to help me with the problem with the NNTP server. He had never heard those four letters in that particular combination before.
I finally managed to get him to pass me on to a tech who actually had heard of NNTP, and explained the issue, once again. It was not authenticating my username and password. It had done so for months, with intermittent failures, but that it had not done so since the previous morning. The culmination of this consversation, and the hours of others that I’d had throughout the day (combined with more time perusing a cryptic and slow tech support web site) was that I finally managed to get him to admit that there was nothing that he could do, that in fact Bellsouth didn’t actually have an NNTP server. What they had was a contractor who ran their news server, and they just forwarded the bellsouth.net domain on it. They had no administrative control over it. His recommendation was to send an email to newshelp@bellsouth.com, and report the problem to them.
I did that last night. I have not yet received so much as an acknowledgement of its receipt–it seems to have simply disappeared into the black hole that is tech support at whatever second-tier rackhouse they’ve hired to provide their customers with Usenet news.
Am I an unhappy Bellsouth customer? You guess.