I am currently in Mali (Sub-saharan Africa). This place has dust so fine, it covers everything. This time of year, the Harmattan winds bring the dust from the Saharan. The Hamattan can push dust all the way to South America. I have also seen dust matching Armstrong's description in Southwest Texas.
I am not an geology expert, but it would seem to me that moon dust is made by pulverizing rock. I would think, there are many places on earth where you could can find rock close to lunar make up, ground down to lunar consistency.
Or are they mimicking the venus fly trap? Luring us in with the smell of sweetness only to be trapped and digested over what will seem like 1000 years.
Maybe the difference between old school and new school Star Wars fans is their memory of the first time they saw the Trilogy.
I was an impressionable eight years old when Episode 4 came to the movie theater. I remember my mom dropping me off to see a different movie. Star Wars had not yet arrived in theaters. While standing outside, waiting in line, I saw a poster. It was completely back, accept for a small space ship (Tie Fighter) and a small bright spec in the center (Death Star). The poster said STAR WARS.
I remember thinking, "What the hell is this movie about. It is obviously a movie with space ships. That's good, but where is the war.....I have to see this movie, with or with the war."
At that time, SCFI was hard to come by, and good SCFI was absent. My diet of SCFI, up till then, consisted mostly of poorly translated, weird, Japanese robots and monsters.
When I sat in my seat and the lights went down. The sights and sounds of the opening sequence blew me away. Space ships blasting each other, super menacing evil dark helmet guy, princess spies and robots running for their lives by escaping to the dirty, back-water, desert planet below. Orphaned farm boy (space cadet wanta-be), hermit old wise man, space cowboy gun slinger and his trusty, two legged, woolly horse side-kick. All taking up arms to fight the evil empire who has a weapon that makes nukes seem like mouse farts. This was deadly serious SCFI, the only thing funny was Han's contempt for chatty droids.
"Holly Shit this movie totally kicks ass!". I saw that movie 10 times when it was first released and countless times since, in its original form. I was eight and I didn't need floppy ear clowns or teddy bears to keep me entertained.
I am 36 now. Time has delete and faded countless memories. But the pure awe and sense of wonder revealed to me in original Star Wars, still lives vividly in my memory as it did when I was a boy.
For me, any noticeable change in the original, is pure blasphemy. For me, Star Wars is the holy scripture of a SCFI profit. Copyright has become the only way to save the faith. Alas, it looks as though I will have to pirate Lucas's original vision to preserve for future generations.
It is sad to see one who was once so powerful in vision, fall weakened by the temptations of the dark side. Lucas, by all appearance seems to be following in Anakin's footsteps. Maybe he will also, redeem himself on his death bed at the hands of his adopted (orphan) son.
Maybe the difference between old school and new school Star Wars fans is their memory
of the first time they saw the Trilogy.
I was an impressionable eight years old when Episode 4 came to the movie theater. I remember my mom
dropping me off to see a different movie. Star Wars had not yet arrived in theaters.
While standing outside, waiting in line, I saw a poster. It was completely back, accept for a small space
ship (Tie Fighter) and a small bright spec in the center (Death Star). The poster said STAR WARS.
I remember thinking, "What the hell is this movie about. It is obviously a movie with space ships.
That's good, but where is the war.....I have to see this movie, with or with the war."
At that time, SCFI was hard to come by, and good SCFI was absent. My diet of SCFI, up
till then, consisted mostly of poorly translated, weird, Japanese robots and monsters.
When I sat in my seat and the lights went down. The sights and sounds
of the opening sequence blew me away. Space ships blasting each other, super menacing
evil dark helmet guy, princess spies and robots running for their lives by escaping to the dirty, back-water,
desert planet below. Orphaned farm boy (space cadet wanta-be), hermit old wise man,
space cowboy gun slinger and his trusty, two legged, woolly horse side-kick. All taking up arms
to fight the evil empire who has a weapon that makes nukes seem like mouse farts.
This was deadly serious SCFI, the only thing funny was Han's contempt for chatty droids.
"Holly Shit this movie totally kicks ass!". I saw that movie 10 times when it was first released and
countless times since, in its original form. I was eight and I didn't need floppy ear clowns or
teddy bears to keep me entertained.
I am 36 now. Time has delete and faded countless memories.
But the pure awe and sense of wonder revealed to me in original Star Wars,
still lives vividly in my memory as it did when I was a boy.
For me, any noticeable change in the original, is pure blasphemy.
For me, Star Wars is the holy scripture of a SCFI profit.
Copyright has become the only way to save the faith.
Alas, it looks as though I will have to pirate Lucas's original vision
to preserve for future generations.
It is sad to see one who was once so powerful in vision, fall weakened by the temptations of the dark side.
Lucas, by all appearance seems to be following in Anakin's footsteps. Maybe he will also,
redeem himself on his death bed at the hands of his adopted (orphan) son.
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I am currently in Mali (Sub-saharan Africa). This place has dust so fine, it covers everything. This time of year, the Harmattan winds bring the dust from the Saharan. The Hamattan can push dust all the way to South America. I have also seen dust matching Armstrong's description in Southwest Texas. I am not an geology expert, but it would seem to me that moon dust is made by pulverizing rock. I would think, there are many places on earth where you could can find rock close to lunar make up, ground down to lunar consistency.
Or are they mimicking the venus fly trap? Luring us in with the smell of sweetness only to be trapped and digested over what will seem like 1000 years.
Maybe the difference between old school and new school Star Wars fans is their memory
of the first time they saw the Trilogy.
I was an impressionable eight years old when Episode 4 came to the movie theater. I remember my mom
dropping me off to see a different movie. Star Wars had not yet arrived in theaters.
While standing outside, waiting in line, I saw a poster. It was completely back, accept for a small space
ship (Tie Fighter) and a small bright spec in the center (Death Star). The poster said STAR WARS.
I remember thinking, "What the hell is this movie about. It is obviously a movie with space ships.
That's good, but where is the war.....I have to see this movie, with or with the war."
At that time, SCFI was hard to come by, and good SCFI was absent. My diet of SCFI, up
till then, consisted mostly of poorly translated, weird, Japanese robots and monsters.
When I sat in my seat and the lights went down. The sights and sounds
of the opening sequence blew me away. Space ships blasting each other, super menacing
evil dark helmet guy, princess spies and robots running for their lives by escaping to the dirty, back-water,
desert planet below. Orphaned farm boy (space cadet wanta-be), hermit old wise man,
space cowboy gun slinger and his trusty, two legged, woolly horse side-kick. All taking up arms
to fight the evil empire who has a weapon that makes nukes seem like mouse farts.
This was deadly serious SCFI, the only thing funny was Han's contempt for chatty droids.
"Holly Shit this movie totally kicks ass!". I saw that movie 10 times when it was first released and
countless times since, in its original form. I was eight and I didn't need floppy ear clowns or
teddy bears to keep me entertained.
I am 36 now. Time has delete and faded countless memories.
But the pure awe and sense of wonder revealed to me in original Star Wars,
still lives vividly in my memory as it did when I was a boy.
For me, any noticeable change in the original, is pure blasphemy.
For me, Star Wars is the holy scripture of a SCFI profit.
Copyright has become the only way to save the faith.
Alas, it looks as though I will have to pirate Lucas's original vision
to preserve for future generations.
It is sad to see one who was once so powerful in vision, fall weakened by the temptations of the dark side.
Lucas, by all appearance seems to be following in Anakin's footsteps. Maybe he will also,
redeem himself on his death bed at the hands of his adopted (orphan) son.
Maybe the difference between old school and new school Star Wars fans is their memory of the first time they saw the Trilogy. I was an impressionable eight years old when Episode 4 came to the movie theater. I remember my mom dropping me off to see a different movie. Star Wars had not yet arrived in theaters. While standing outside, waiting in line, I saw a poster. It was completely back, accept for a small space ship (Tie Fighter) and a small bright spec in the center (Death Star). The poster said STAR WARS. I remember thinking, "What the hell is this movie about. It is obviously a movie with space ships. That's good, but where is the war.....I have to see this movie, with or with the war." At that time, SCFI was hard to come by, and good SCFI was absent. My diet of SCFI, up till then, consisted mostly of poorly translated, weird, Japanese robots and monsters. When I sat in my seat and the lights went down. The sights and sounds of the opening sequence blew me away. Space ships blasting each other, super menacing evil dark helmet guy, princess spies and robots running for their lives by escaping to the dirty, back-water, desert planet below. Orphaned farm boy (space cadet wanta-be), hermit old wise man, space cowboy gun slinger and his trusty, two legged, woolly horse side-kick. All taking up arms to fight the evil empire who has a weapon that makes nukes seem like mouse farts. This was deadly serious SCFI, the only thing funny was Han's contempt for chatty droids. "Holly Shit this movie totally kicks ass!". I saw that movie 10 times when it was first released and countless times since, in its original form. I was eight and I didn't need floppy ear clowns or teddy bears to keep me entertained. I am 36 now. Time has delete and faded countless memories. But the pure awe and sense of wonder revealed to me in original Star Wars, still lives vividly in my memory as it did when I was a boy. For me, any noticeable change in the original, is pure blasphemy. For me, Star Wars is the holy scripture of a SCFI profit. Copyright has become the only way to save the faith. Alas, it looks as though I will have to pirate Lucas's original vision to preserve for future generations. It is sad to see one who was once so powerful in vision, fall weakened by the temptations of the dark side. Lucas, by all appearance seems to be following in Anakin's footsteps. Maybe he will also, redeem himself on his death bed at the hands of his adopted (orphan) son.