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Extreme Close-Up of Mars's Moon Phobos
coondoggie writes "The European Space Agency's Mars exploring satellite will make a number of close-up passes of the Martian moon Phobos. The Mars Express, which the agency launched in 2003, has begun a series of flybys of Phobos, the largest moon of Mars, that will ultimately set a new record for the closest pass to Phobos — skimming the surface at 50 km, or about 31 miles. This is only about 5 times the irregular moon's average radius. The data collected by the satellite could help solve some of the mysteries about the moon, beginning with that of its origin."
Right, like we really need to explore some dumbass rock.
Outer space is useless as far as I'm concerned.
Little knowledge can be gained by such endeavors.
Like we really need to burn more public funds via the gravity well that is the Earth.
Especially now that we have to deal with all this economic crisis bullshit.
Dumbasses. The people who made this ship are fucking dumbasses.
So, are we just gonna lie down and let these fucking scientists spend all our tax dollars like this?
Or are we gonna go kill us some politicians?
How much money are we gonna let these scientists waste?
A billion dollars?
RIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGHT...
Don't fucking tell me this shit, it's all bullshit.
One convenient locations...in Africa.
Extreme Close-Up?
If you could reason with religious people, there would be no religious people
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