So the space shuttle Discovery has flown its last mission; it’s been
towed over the nation’s capital like a bruised Chevy after a
demolition derby before being deposited at the Udvar-Hazy air and
space musuem in northern Virginia.

Other space junkers — Atlantis and Endeavour — are being retired like
Brett Faver in a pair of Crocs, too, bringing to end an underwhelming
three decades of fruitless and tragic exploration of low-earth
orbiting patterns.

Let’s face it: Once we beat the Russians to the moon, the national
rocket grew limper than Liberace at a speculum convention. NASA has
been dining out on a single 1969 hit longer than Zager and Evans.

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