
Hey, so I think we should let all billionaires and celebrities go to space if they want to. Why not? Let’s encourage their stupid vanity projects, and send them into the unknown. To infinity and beyond, engage, excelsior etc and so on. BUT the kicker should be whether they get to come home or not. Just hear me out on this real quick.

A brief example featuring our favourite dipshit. Let’s say Musk becomes the first colonist on his Mars slave labour warehouse/DOGE NFT gift shop colony, but runs out of supplies because he brought too many Grimes body pillows and not enough oxygen. Honest mistake. Elon desperately wants to return to his lonely race car bed on Earth, but do we really want that for ourselves? After all, we just got rid of his cringe ass. To combat the pertinent issue of wasteful spending, I have a plan that I believe to be both fair and balanced. In our new, better world, Elon (or any celebrity/politician/silver spoon feeder) must get 80% of the Earth to agree to let him back in. Will 6.4 billion people agree that he’s worth the return cost? Fuck if I know, but that’s the gamble these wealthy space tourists will take every time they choose to blast off instead of using their ungodly amount of money/influence for the good of others.
With this new deal, celebrities and parasitic million/billionaires will have to assess whether they are loved enough before they depart. Their ego may take them to the moon, but can it buy them respect or a ticket back? For some particularly simpy portions of the population, sure. They love rich shit and crave the spit from anyone waving a crisp 20 in their face. For most of us, the knowledge that some deplorable person is alone fills us with warmth. Not just alone, but also cognizant of how much we don’t want them back. In the spirit of not being too cruel, here’s the second part of the deal. If someone is denied re-entry into the planet, they can reapply after a cooldown period, and maybe just maybe we’ll be forgiving for them wasting precious resources and our limited time. Space exile doesn’t have to be forever, but you might have to tolerate a little time-out to think about where you went wrong.
Let me just say that I am not against space travel, but this rock we live on is on fire, our communities/political spaces are full of fashy idiots, and we’re giving all our food, water, and land to corporations and the wealthiest of the Global North. It’s not the time for a t-minus countdown unless you’re counting the Doomsday Clock. We can and should fix this planet/crumbling social system before trying to discover new worlds or (even worse) giving publicity to billionaire space cadets and their famous friends. Sending actual astronauts to space for research? Great. Sending Gayle and Katy for an 11 minute, first world feminism joyride? This gif says it all:

In conclusion, space (verb) billionaires > space (adjective) billionaires. Thanks for reading and see you next time. Solidarity, my friends.



