Space Pussy
The recent exploit into space by a rich entrepreneur who shall go nameless here, got me thinking. First off, the photo of his engine reminded me immediately of something I don't otherwise spend much time contemplating, so the connection wasn't obvious to me until awakening this morn, lying in bed for awhile to see what thoughts might present themselves today. Here's the photo, with the caption that naturally flowed from my first impression:
So as I lay there in deep reflection as to why a rocket should immediately bring to mind another type of engine entirely, one thought led to the next, as they so often do for those who have them. One must admit that this rocket does have a curious shape, but it occurred to me that so-called "space exploration" might well be a sex-substitute, both for such entrepreneurs and for collective human endeavor as well. After all, is not eternal, empty space, the infinite void, in actuality the womb out of which was squirted the universe? The galaxies, the planets, all things great and small born of this infinite virgin? The big bang theory requires us to think so.
Isn't the apparently innate human drive to explore and even populate space a symbolic attempt to escape - whilst still living - back into that womb and be relieved of the trials and tribulations of hacking out a life pathway here in Earth's hazardous reality? To spend - perhaps more than metaphorically - one's Earthly juices in an ecstatic attempt to fertilize other realms with one's superior essence? Fertilizing here on Mother Earth has a dismayingly common outcome: The realization that one's essence might not be as superior as one would like to believe. So why not fertilize the infinite where the offspring must be extraterrestrial, uncontaminated with the limitations of down-and-dirty biology, or perhaps even the suspected limitations of one's earthly conjoint?
From MDM on an internet blog: To quote Sevim Dagdelen of Die Linke here in Germany, "Branson and Bezos' space race alone cost an estimated six billion US dollars. According to the director of the World Food Program, this money could save 41 million people from starvation! While millions of people were forced into short-time work during the Corona pandemic, and for many the money barely lasted until the end of the month, Jeff Bezos amassed 70 billion US dollars in additional wealth during this time alone.... Bezos' fortune of a total of 200 billion U.S. dollars did not fall from the sky. Billions through the work of millions of people. It is the result of an exploitative business model that fobs off warehouse workers with a pittance, tramples on labor rights and fights unionization, destroys retail and causes enormous environmental damage.
"The rise in inequality between a few billionaires and the vast majority of the population is obscene. Another reason for this: While ordinary citizens honestly pay their taxes, multinational corporations like Amazon flee from their financial responsibilities to tax havens. The minimum tax for corporations recently decided by the G20 finance ministers will not change this. One example: on the day of the space flight alone, Jeff Bezos "earned" $1.13 billion. That's as much as 36,000 warehouse workers earn in a year combined. Of those 36,001 people, Bezos paid the lowest tax rate."
Only by ignoring the down and dirty, and buying oneself into the conviction that one is doing the right thing despite all the criticism and controversy, assisting mankind to bootstrap himself into the next age - the space age - can the actual results of such efforts be ignored. Merely the unavoidable collateral damage of a noble quest? What fabulous delusion. And as long as we are on the topic: "Space Age"? Barely outside the earth's atmosphere can hardly be thought of as "space". Well beyond the orbit of Pluto, perhaps. Just take a look at the Milky Way Galaxy and our miniscule, out-of-the-way location within it and you will see what I mean. "Space" really only begins extra-galactically.
The news for those who would escape into the all-encompassing womb of eternity under the guise of conquering space: One can only bring change here on the ground, the place of hard reality, change such as providing for one's fellow man to the best of one's ability. Back in the womb of infinity where we will all shortly go anyway, you can no longer bring about any change whatsoever, whether for good or evil. What is it to be?
But why a vibrator rather than something more.... phallic? The Big Man has plans. This first flight is merely an exploratory début. He will be Coming Again with Paying Customers. First he needs to soften Her up, get Her juices flowing, and make Her ready and willing for the great gang bang in the sky.
Space Pussy
Rape is about power, control, force and taking something for which you do not even have the emotional capacity to enjoy. I would agree that your analogy is appropriate for this egregious display of waste, environmental destruction, and elitist showmanship. Too bad Bezos and Branson don't know that the Universe is a lover to all. No need to impress her with your billion dollar space penis.