There are many more small launchers than there is demand for them. And if my idea about equatorial LEO happens (and I think it’s inevitable), there will be no market for them at all.
[Tuesday-morning update]
I’m both fascinated and amused at the degree to which intelligent commenters are having difficulty wrapping their heads around the ELEO concept.
I’ve been saying for decades that I’d never raise a kid in California; they should be raised someplace with weather and culture that will make them tougher, and then be allowed to move there. But now the state has provided another reason.
I bought a bunch of November calls on ASTR at fourteen bucks each as lottery tickets after the most recent failure, when the stock price fell to a buck and a half, on the hope that the next launch this summer would be successful. Now they may expire worthless, and I’ll lose about three hundred bucks. But November is still three months away, and the stock could still rally on news.
This does seem promising for organ preservation, but it raises the issue (as cryonicists do) of when is someone dead? If it’s not information death, declarations are intrinsically premature, if the person can be put in an ambulance to the future.
He would have been 110 years old today. And if he was still with us, he would be appalled at the depths of economic ignorance not only being propounded, but implemented.