Category Archives: Apollo 8

460 Words: Far Outhouse

Bill Anders died yesterday at the age of 90. He was solo piloting a small aircraft when it crashed into that big watery, island-y area north of Seattle just after noon. I like to think an old bird like him died happy, doing exactly what he loved to do, rather than wasting away in a nursing home or a hospital bed.

Anders was the NASA astronaut who snapped one of the most famous photographs in history, that of the Earth rising over the Moon’s horizon as his Apollo 8 spaceship orbited our natural satellite. Here are two shots of “Earthrise,” as it came to be known, in sequence (the second, color image is the one made famous) as well as a Hasselblad camera similar to the device Anders used on Christmas Eve, 1968:

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That first black and white image was taken by Anders’ crewmate Frank Borman while Anders scrounged around the capsule looking for a roll of color film. Anders’ shot was displayed in newspapers and on TVs all over the world. It was the first time the billions of us alive at the time could see our world as it is: a colorful ball set in a lonely void of blackness.

I recall thinking it was such a shame the Apollo 8 crew, also including Jim Lovell, couldn’t land on the Moon, considering how far they’d travelled and how close they’d come to its surface. I didn’t realize at the time that Apollo 8 took off without a lunar module. It was the first human space mission to escape the gravity of the Earth. It took the ship 68 hours to get to lunar orbit. On the way, Apollo 8 reached a speed of 24,593 miles per hour. Fortunately, no trans-lunar traffic cops were on duty those days or Command Module pilot Lovell would be on the hook for a hefty fine.

Anyway, Anders’ death got me to thinking about the US crewed space program, in full swing back then. Here’s a fascinating, if rather unsavory fact about the Gemini and Apollo missions, most of which lasted days and even weeks. When US Navy frogmen reached the splashed-down capsules and popped the doors open, they were hit with a blast of awful stench. NASA had yet to figure out how to eject the astronaut’s piss and shit and so said excreta remained on board throughout the mission.

NASA’s found a way, since then, to off-board urine but has yet to come up with a way to shoot the solid stuff off into space. With the US hoping to launch a Mars mission within the next few years, a trek that’s been estimated to last anywhere from eight to 34 months, they’d better get that done soon

And you thought keeping your own bathroom clean was an miserable task.

The Pencil Today:

THE QUOTE

“There is a distinct difference between having an open mind and having a hole in your head from which your brain leaks out.” — James Randi

CELESTIAL BEAUTY

Just a reminder, the transit of Venus will be visible in these parts in the hours just prior to sunset Tuesday evening.

The phenomenon has only been seen by human eyes seven times.

Wear #14 welder’s glasses or get a pair of those neat eclipse glasses that look a bit like movie theater 3-D glasses. The transit also is visible through one of those pinhole projection boxes the geeky kids in seventh grade always knew how to make when there was a partial solar eclipse.

Eclipse Cheaters

Which leads me to my fave beat-the-dead-horse question: Why believe in magic and monsters when real life itself is so spectacular?

WE HAVE A MOVIE

Man, you blew it if you were unable to catch the Italian movie “We Have a Pope.”

I just caught the Ryder Film Series offering last night at the SoFA small theater and it was a delight.

A cardinal named Melville is elected Pope and just as he’s about to greet the crowd in St. Peter’s he suffers what can only be described as a nervous breakdown, brought on primarily by his long simmering lack of self-confidence.

The Moment Before The Breakdown

The assembled Cardinals, who by canonical law cannot leave the Vatican until the new Pope greets the crowd, panic and eventually bring in a shrink in an effort to get the new boss to the balcony window.

By and by, the new Pope escapes the Vatican and a certain madness ensues.

The beauty of a lot of non-Hollywood movies is they don’t have Hollywood endings. That’s all I’ll say about that.

The movie will run on cable’s Independent Film Channel and if Peter LoPilato can ever get it back here in Bloomington, don’t blow your chance to see it again.

GO! — NOW!

UNINTENDED PR CONSEQUENCES

WHaP reminds me of all the foofaraw over Martin Scorsese‘s “The Last Temptation of Christ,” based on the eponymous book by Nikos Kazantzakis.

Released in 1988, TLToC dealt with the fever dreams of Christ as he hung on the cross, baking in the sun, driven mad by pain. He imagines an alternative existence wherein he settles into a simple life, marrying Mary Magdalene and not carrying the burden of all humankind’s sins.

The Man Wants Out; The Deity Has A Responsibility

It’s one of the most pious, spiritual, and reverent movies ever made.

I mean, the whole idea of Christ’s death, as I understand it, was that he was tempted to avoid his fate, but his faith and obedience to his “father in heaven” overcame his human need. And therein, I always thought, lay the foundation for Christianity.

But when TLToC played at the Biograph Theater in Chicago, Catholics and other defenders of the one and only big daddy-o in the sky picketed and shouted and otherwise drew more attention to the film than it ever would have garnered otherwise.

Go figure.

CANDID

BuzzFeed the other day ran a list of the most powerful photos ever taken.

Which got me to thinking which pix I’d pick. Ergo, here they are (in no particular order):

The French guy crying as the Nazis march through Paris

Vietnam: The naked girl running, the self-immolating monk, the Saigon police chief executing the guy in the street

The JFK assassination: LBJ takes the oath, Ruby shoots Oswald, JFK Jr. salutes

Earthrise from Apollo 8

The Chinese student and the tanks

Martin Luther King lay dying

World War II: Marines reenact the flag raising at Iwo Jima, the sailor kisses the nurse on V-J Day

The National Geographic Afghani girl

Che

Protest: John Carlos and Tommie Smith give the Black Power salute, Kent State, the flowers in the gun barrels

(All photos copyrighted.)

There. How about you? Tell us what’s on your list via the comments.