That’s like saying, “Well, we really should have done a better preservation on the Enola Gay, but we didn’t, so let’s just melt the thing down and make pots and pans out of her.” We blew it 30 years ago, and instead of taking the opportunity to correct that mistake now, we’ve decided to add insult to injury. Given how stupidly shortsighted they’ve become with the achievements of NASA, what chance is there for us to expect them to come up with a fitting monument on the site of the LUT? Folks can’t even make up their fucking mind as to what to do with the WTC site, what kind of buildings or memorials should go there, and that is an event which is vividly etched into our minds, not the fading glow of history.
Here’s the site of the Apollo 1 fire as it sits currently. Three men died there in the pursuit of space, and the best they can do is a bronze plaque fastened to the side of a decaying building? Yes, I know, there are other memorials to the Apollo 1 crew, I’ve seen them in person, they’re beautiful, that’s not the point. The point is that the site where those men perished is being left to decay, as if it was something that was best forgotten. I have to wonder if the site had been better preserved, if it wouldn’t have weighed heavier on the minds of those folks in the control room the morning Challenger left on her final mission, or when an engineer pointed out that some foam had struck Columbia’s wing on liftoff.
Allowing the LUT to be dismantled and sold for scrap (quite probably to China) is, IMHO, symbolic of all that’s wrong with the space program today. Instead of doing something, everyone’s running around going “How about this?” or “How about that?” Meanwhile, the Chinese have stated that they’re going to the Moon. And yes, I know that Shrub has given us his “vision thing” for NASA’s future, but what are the odds it’ll survive the November election (regardless of who wins)? There’s the X-Prize as well, but until someone actually pulls it off and says, “We’ll be offering non-stop flights to sub-orbit on a daily basis.” it’s still little more than what the Apollo program became: nothing. Meanwhile, the giant fucking symbol of man’s greatest endeavor gets torn down to be melted into Og knows what.
Since 99.999999999999% of us will never know what it feels like to ride a rocket into space, it would be nice if we could have ridden the elevator up to the top, walked out on the arm, and touched the sleeping beast perched beside the tower. Yeah, it’s a consolation prize, but its better than the nothing we have now.