I picked up the current issue of WIRED during my guild meeting tonight, attracted by the lovely rockets on the cover (yeah, yeah, they may be phallic symbols, but they are also our best hope for getting off the rock). Anyway, I started crying when I began to read the cover article about the civilian space race, and I had to set it aside for a better day. It seems like we are finally at the point were we are serious about going into space (the space race was just the kiddie pool). Humanity is entering a phase shift.