“In my years here on FR, the longing for riding space ships is similar in my mind for the poisonous longing for pretty whores.”
The mind boggles. Go find a nice cave somewhere and get back to your roots.
So, boggle. The image is true. As an example that *you* might have taken notice of, consider Gabby Gifford’s husband. And the gal with the diapers. And John Glenn, the first hero, who sold us all out to China so that Clinton could give him a free last ride on the Shuttle. Pay attention.