Can't. Remember that picture in the 60s of the ABSURDLY fat Shaniqua Bixnood with some poor widdle starving sad black orphans, holding up a sign "Millions for NASA none for the poor?"
Yeah that's now "settled science" of the political world. We can't go to space because we have to focus our entire culture and civilization and all it's prosperity on paying random illegal wetback slaves to make the least healthy fried chicken possible to shove into niggers on food stamps' gullets until they make themselves physically sick and unable to move, then we have to use our vast array of medical science to keep their bloated carcasses alive while we keep shoving more fried chicken in their mouths until they finally gracelessly expire decades later.
If we stop this, even for a moment, it might make White liberal women sad, or piss off the Jews, or Tyrone and Shaniqua will literally start killing people until we start providing fried chicken again. And we can't have that. For some reason.
Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim darkness of the 20th century, there is only gibs. There is no travel amongst the stars, only an eternity of neo-marxist bullshit, and the laughter of scheming Jews.
