Props to NASA for sending up yet another space shuttle -- a strange breed that will go extinct in 2010!
Now that Endeavour and its crew are safely zooming around the Earth, I admit the following:
I feel spoiled. I'm sitting at home in a big comfy chair, sipping a mixed drink with my shoes off while I watch NASA TV replays of the launch. (Yes, I lead an exciting life on the weekend.)
Wait... what could not be cooler than watching a space shuttle rumble into orbit around the Earth?
Truthfully, not a lot. But if you're a space journalist, you're nothing more than a glorified astronaut babysitter. Let me explain.
While I was a staff writer with SPACE.com, my bosses quickly recruited the "fresh meat" (aka me) to cover NASA space shuttle missions. I was stoked by the opportunity to witness millions of pounds of fuel rocket people into space, ham it up with astronauts and see history in the making.
The reality of it all, however, soon made itself apparent: Shuttle missions are nerve-wracking, exhausting and often demoralizing affairs.
During 20-hour workdays, you constantly watch NASA TV, listen to radio chatter, monitor the Internet and bug press relations to make sure the astronauts and their multi-billion dollar mobile home are a-OK. As a space reporter, I followed missions in my sleep. Not even close to kidding.
If everything is fine, you write a news story.
If anything is wrong, you write a bunch of news stories (and scrap the ones you pre-wrote).
Then you update your news stories.
As soon as you finish updating, you get a head-start on the next day's round of stories.
Mind you, to write anything substantial you have to navigate the weird, dark, dense forest that is NASA bureaucracy.
Multiply that experience by about 10 days, and that's if you're lucky enough to have someone replace you half-way through the mission. Otherwise, coverage can go as long as 20 days.
High fives if NASA decides to conduct their mission during normal waking hours... those "overnight" missions are painful. Before you know it, you're a zombie with a journalism degree who drinks a pot of coffee at 2:00 a.m.
As they say, misery loves company. Thankfully, very good people -- your reporter colleagues -- are there to endure this grueling journalistic marathon with you.
You form strong bonds with fellow space reporters, and for me they were a big reason I never minded covering another shuttle mission. They were my crew. My homies. My posse.
So as I sit here sippin' and relaxin', I feel for my reporter pals -- Tariq Malik, Irene Klotz, Robert Pearlman, Gina Sunseri, Mark Carreau, Frank Morring (Jr.), Todd Halverson, Bill Harwood and Patrick Peterson, to name a few.
You guys, as you waste away in a fluorescent NASA newsroom, I'm pouring this one out for you.
<3 Dave
Photos, top to bottom: Getty; Dave Mosher
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