In 1944, a V-2 traveling faster than sound killed Mrs. Ada Harrison in her London garden. She never heard it coming. The same physics that murdered her would carry humans to the Moon.
A deaf Russian schoolteacher derived the rocket equation in isolation. An American professor launched liquid fuel from a frozen cabbage patch while newspapers mocked his ignorance of physics. A German aristocrat joined the SS to pursue his dream of Mars—then built his rockets with slave labor at Mittelbau-Dora, where twenty thousand prisoners died in underground tunnels.
From Sputnik's beep to Gagarin's "Poyekhali!" From Kennedy's gamble to Apollo 11's twenty-five seconds of fuel remaining. From Challenger's seventy-three seconds to Columbia's ignored warnings. From Katherine Johnson's pencil calculations to SpaceX's landing boosters.
The physics are neutral. The humans who use them are not.
The rockets are waiting. The stars are infinite. The only question is whether we will go.