FRIDAY SURPRISE: "I want to win, but I
don't want to see the b***tards go down, either"
That's a quote from one of my favorite photographers,
Life magazine's fantastically
great Ralph
Morse, about his rivals at
Newsweek. Ralph, it was said, was of
the "old school" - a term once used to describe a code of behavior,
before the "hip hop" generation co-opted it to describe MTV's
previous seasons.
It's ironic that Ralph's words came on the eve of his coverage of
the first Space Shuttle launch in 1981, because it was
this article
on Soviet cosmonaut deaths which brought them back to
me. The combination caused me to think not only about the attitude
of the gracious winner, but of the trials and tribulations of the
losers in all high-stakes games.
While I'm proud of U.S. achievements in space (I am a child of the
Sputnik Era, after all), I'm simultaneously saddened at the loss of
life experienced by our (former) enemies. I'm not talking about the
maudlin, paralyzing, "new age sensitive man who cries at the drop
of a hat" kind of sadness, but rather a genuine empathy for those
who attempt something great and leave the world poorer by their
absence.
Like our astronauts, the cosmonauts were proud of their homeland.
They were willing to put their lives on the line to advance not
only their nationalistic pride, but something more. There was an
altruistic component to their flights, which they seemed to know
were advancing science and technology to benefit all those who were
firmly anchored to terra firma. Even as we celebrate our own
successes we need to be reminded that we are as much in their debt
as they are in ours.
We see where we are today only because we stand on the shoulders of
all those who came before us.
(Thanks to Tam, who found the article.)
-=[
Grant ]=-
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