“More than 800 people have paid as much as $200,000 apiece to reserve seats on commercial flights into space, some of which are expected to launch, at long last, within a year. Space-travel agents are being trained; space suits are being designed for sex appeal as much as for utility; the founder of the Budget hotel chain is developing pods for short- and long-term stays in Earth’s orbit and beyond. Over beers one night, a former high-ranking NASA official, now employed by Sir Richard Branson of the Virgin transportation conglomerate, put it plainly: ‘We happen to be alive at the moment when humanity starts leaving the planet.’” —The Era of Private Space Travel is Just Beginning | NY Magazine (via kateoplis)
“You don’t fuck with Boston, because Boston fucks back.” —I’m from Boston. Covering the news today was surreal. I wrote some thoughts on the incident on Medium.