Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by VictoryLeo19, Sep 4, 2012.
Go get em old timer.
35 years later, Voyager 1 is heading for the stars - Yahoo! News
VGER! VGER will find us again one day!
Godspeed, Voyager you mechanical marvel, you. Show us the way to the stars.
And don't let Megatron screw around with the disks.
Who says the USA can't build anything that lasts.
Wonder how far/long it goes for?
Good luck Voayager, please don't antagonise any alien races into destroying us.
Wow, imagine if the cameras still worked. Anyways, it really is a technological marvel, maybe someday it'll be found, by an alien race, or perhaps future generations of humanity when we (hopefully) move out to the stars ourselves
Good luck, Voyager. May your meetings of aliens (be it organic or mechanical) be as welcoming as the starlight.
Cool, but at the same time, sending that spacecraft out there might have been a bad idea. What if Aliens eventually intercept it and invade us because of it?
I think that's like refusing to go outside because you're worried you might be mauled by a sasquatch. It's an outcome that relies on a very specific set of assumptions that do not have any real, current basis in fact.
We know the sasquatch doesn't exist.
We don't know what's out there.
Well, in that case it's like not wanting to go outside because you might get brutally murdered by a naked maniac with an axe.
The probability of it ever actually being found by anything is pretty damn remote, even if there are aliens waiting with a battle fleet ready to invade the first planet they find with life. Space is big.
So then why jump immediately to a conclusion that there is an alien species that Voyager will interact with that will immediately wish us harm as a result? Or at least a statistically significant enough chance to mention it?
Saying it's a possibility, not a probability.
It's also a possibility that you might get struck by a car and killed. Far greater a possibility, in fact. Best not to lest these things affect what we do, otherwise we'd do nothing but rub antiseptic on our bubblewrap clothes all day, and breathe specially packaged oxygen through tubes. (Which is nowhere near as kinky as it sounds, sadly.)
It's also a possibility some starbros are going to spot our wicked-cool blinged out spaceprobe and zoom on over with some astro-blow and space weed to totally party down.
Anyways, this is pretty cool. Built to last I guess.
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