These NASA concept drawings are a big part of why I’m a sci-fi geek today.
The concepts look like America’s post-WWII suburban settlements popped LSD, as if every manicured bush is humming the national anthem while it soars through the galaxy on a psychedelic rainbow. Today, we’re convincing millionaires to book a glorified bus trip into the closest edge of space. In the 1970s, the same efforts could have leased them a two-bed, two-bath condo in the stars, complete with integrated Hi-Fi.
That first image reminds me of the Citadel in Mass Effect…
How can I live here… by like.. tomorrow..