It’s not one or the other, but the idea here is that America has undergone a change in priorities, and space exploration, especially manned space exploration, no longer catches the imagination like it used to- not because we’ve lot our ability to dream or our will to be great, but because we’ve redefined our dreams.
Science is great. But it’s place in society has changed. There was a time, not long ago, when the world seemed like one inevitable march closer to utopia, with science leading the way. African countries were getting independence, and the mood at the time was that they were just a decade or two away to “catching up” with the west. We were curing the diseases that plagued mankind for millennia at lightening speed. There were declarations that infectious disease was essentially over. Our scientific dreams seemed right around the corner.
But that time ended. We learned the hard way that it was going to be a bumpy road. The speed and spread of drug-resistant diseases blindsided us. We never thought much about emerging diseases, and certainly never pictured anything like HIV. But in the case of medicine, what we really learned is that research is not what saves lives. We can cure more and more diseases. I will almost certainly not die of anything my ancestors died of.
But look at what people do die of.
What is tuberculosis and diarrhea doing on the worldwide list? We’ve been able to prevent and cure that stuff for ages. And the low-income country list? Low birth weight? Neonatal infections? Malaria? WTF. How can I get excited about medical research when people die in droves of things that can be cured with even the most basic health care system? All of that scientific research, and people still die from the easiest stuff in the world to cure.
Poverty is anti-science.
And yes, there is a generally recognized definition of poverty. Extreme poverty is around $1.25 a day (or rather, the amount of goods and services $1.25 a day can currently get you.) Worldwide things like staple grains, cooking oil, fuel, soap, and other basic needs cost pretty much the same wherever you go. And people need a bare minimum of these things to survive- specifically, about $1.25 a day worth of these things. 1.1 billion people do not have this. In Africa, this number is increasing. There are a few more magic numbers, but one of the big ones is around $5,000 a year. This is the point where a nation stops being vulnerable to coups, civil war, and violent upheaval. Of course, there are questions of correlation and causation. But the point remains- all evidence shows it is hard to maintain a stable and benevolent political system at less than $5,000 a year per capita.
The predicted cost of eliminating extreme poverty? Around .07% of the developed world’s GDP for around 10 years. Less than one freaking percent.
Anyway, not everyone in my generation is as worked up about global poverty as I am, but I think it represents a general trend toward being globally minded. Previous generations dreamed of America as the leader, with the highest quality of life of any country in the world. We’ve learned that a disease from remote parts of the Central Africa can kills us. We’ve seen that a political movement on the other side of the world can lead to our buildings being blown up. We recognize that the economies in China and India have a massive effect on our own. We no longer think of an America that is better than the rest of the world, because we know the world’s problems will still be at our door. We want an America that is a leader in a safe, healthy, prosperous world.