Ground Control to Major Joel

摘要

WHEN I WAS A KID, I WAS PRETTY into outer space. I was also into fingerprints, dinosaurs, food coloring and putting pieces of plastic shaped like Smurfs in the oven until they became smaller, thicker pieces of plastic shaped like Smurfs. But neither I nor any other kid in my grade wanted to be an astronaut and drink Tang and eat freeze-dried ice cream. NASA made a huge mistake by letting us taste its food. Being into astronauts was as weird as being into cowboys, circumnavigators or whole-grain cereal. For an adult, it would be even weirder. I can name 20 chefs, 15 models, 12 clothing designers, eight stylists, five farmers and two people whose only credential is being a verified housewife, but the only recent astronaut I can name is a Toy Story character.