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Having in all their lives till then crossed nothing wider than a layer； Leib and Chaiya graduated to crossing oceans。 They had one great advantage： On the other side of the waters there would be…invested with outlandish customs； it is true—other human beings speaking their language and sharing at least some of their values； even people to whom they were closely related。
In our time we've crossed the Solar System and sent four ships to the stars。 Neptune lies a million times farther from Earth than New York City is from the banks of the Bug。 But there are no distant relatives； no humans； and apparently no life waiting for us on those other worlds。 No letters conveyed by recent émigrés help us to understand the new land— only digital data transmitted at the speed of light by unfeeling； precise robot emissaries。 They tell us that these new worlds are not much like home。 But we continue to search for inhabitants。 We can't help it。 Life looks for life。
No one on Earth； not the richest among us； can afford the passage； so we can't pick up and leave for Mars or Titan on a whim； or because we're bored； or out of work； or drafted into the army； or oppressed； or because； justly or unjustly； we've been accused of a crime。 There does not seem to be sufficient short…term profit to motivate private industry。 If we humans ever go to these worlds； then； it will be because a nation or a consortium of them believes it to be to its advantage—or to the advantage of the human species。 Just now； there are a great many matters pressing in on us that pete for the money it takes to send people to other worlds。
That's what this book is about： other worlds； what awaits us on them； what they tell us about ourselves； and—given the urgent problems our species now faces—whether it makes sense to go。 Should we solve those problems first？ Or are they a reason for going？
This book is； in many ways； optimistic about the human prospect。 The earliest chapters may at first sight seem to revel overmuch in our imperfections。 But they lay an essential spiritual and logical foundation for the development of my argument。
I have tried to present more than one facet of an issue。 There will be places where I seem to be arguing with myself。 I am。 Seeing some merit to more than one side； I often argue with myself。 I hope by the last chapter it will be clear where I e out。
The plan of the book is roughly this： We first examine the widespread claims made over all of human history that our world and our species are unique； and even central to the workings and purpose of the Cosmos。 We venture through the Solar System in the footsteps of the latest voyages of exploration and discovery； and then assess the reasons monly offered for sending humans into space。 In the last and most speculative part of the book； I trace how I imagine that our long…term future in space will work itself out。
Pale Blue Dot is about a new recognition； still slowly overtaking us； of our coordinates； our place in the Universe and how； even if the call of the open road is muted in our time； a central element of the human future lies far beyond the Earth。
CHAPTER 1 YOU ARE HERE
The entire Earth is but a point； and the place of our own habitation but a minute corner of it。
—MARCUS AURELIUS； ROMAN EMPEROR； MEDITATIONS； BOOK 4 （CA。 170）
As the astronomers unanimously teach； the circuit of the whole earth； which to us seems endless； pared with the greatness of the universe has the likeness of a mere tiny point。
—AMMIANUS MARCELLINUS ACA。 330…395； THE LAST MAJOR ROMAN HISTORIAN； IN THE CHRONICLE OF EVENTS
The spacecraft was a long way from home； beyond the orbit of the outermost planet and high above the ecliptic plane—which is an imaginary flat surface that we can think of as something like a racetrack in which the orbits of the planets are mainly confined。 The ship was speeding away from the Sun at 40；000 miles per hour。 But in early February of 1990； it was overtaken by an urgent message from Earth。
Obediently； it turned its cameras back toward the now…distant planets。 Slewing its scan platform from one spot in the sky to another； it snapped 60 pictures and stored them in digital form on its tape recorder。 Then； slowly； in March； April； and May； it radioed the data back to Earth。 Each image was posed of 640；000 individual picture elements （〃pixels〃）； like the dots in a newspaper wire…photo or a pointillist painting。 The spacecraft was 3。7 billion miles away from Earth； so far away that it took each pixel 5？ hours； traveling at the speed of light； to reach us。 The pictures might have been returned earlier； but the big radio telescopes in California； Spain； and Australia that receive these whispers from the edge of the Solar System had responsibilities to other ships that ply the sea of space among them； Magellan； bound for Venus； and Galileo on its tortuous passage to Jupiter。
Voyager 1 was so high above the ecliptic plane because； in 1981； it had made a close pass by Titan； the giant moon of Saturn。 Its sister ship； Voyager 2； was dispatched on a different trajectory； within the ecliptic plane； and so she was able to perform her celebrated explorations of Uranus and Neptune The two Voyager robots have explored four planets and nearly sixty moons。 They are triumphs of human engineering an。 one of the glories of the American space program。 They will be in the history books when much else about our time forgotten。
The Voyagers were guaranteed to work only until the Saturn encounter。 I thought it might be a good idea； just after Saturn； to have them take one last glance homeward。 From Saturn； I knew the Earth would appear too small for Voyager to make out any detail。 Our planet would be just a point of light； a lonely pixel； hardly distinguishable from the many other points of light Voyager could see； nearby planets and far…off suns。 But precise because of the obscurity of our world thus revealed； such picture might be worth having。
Mariners had painstakingly mapped the coastlines of the continents。 Geographers had translated these findings into charts and globes。 Photographs of tiny patches of the Earth had been obtained first by balloons and aircraft； then by rockets in brief ballistic flight； and at last by orbiting spacecraft—giving a perspective like the one you achieve by positioning your eyeball about an inch above a large globe。 While almost everyone is taught that the Earth is a sphere with all of us somehow glued to it by gravity； the reality of our circumstance did not really begin to sink in until the famous frame…filling Apollo photograph of the whole Earth—the one taken by the Apollo 17 astronauts on the last journey of humans to the Moon。
It has bee a kind of icon of our age。 There's Antarctica at what Americans and Europeans so readily regard as the bottom； and then all of Africa stretching up above it： You can see Ethiopia； Tanzania； and Kenya； where the earliest humans lived。 At top right are Saudi Arabia and what Europeans call the Near East。 Just barely peeking out at the top is the Mediterranean Sea； around which so much of our global civilization emerged。 You can make out the blue of the ocean； the yellow…red of the Sahara and the Arabian desert； the brown…green of forest and grassland。
And yet there is no sign of humans in this picture； not our reworking of the Earth's surface； not our machines； not ourselves： We are too small and our statecraft is too feeble to be seen by a spacecraft between the Earth and the Moon。 From this vantage point； our obsession with nationalism is nowhere in evidence。 The Apollo pictures of the whole Earth conveyed to multitudes something well known to astronomers： On the scale of worlds—to say nothing of stars or galaxies—humans are inconsequential； a thin film of life on an obscure and solitary lump of rock and metal。
It seemed to me that another picture of the Earth； this one taken from a hundred thousand times farther away； might help in the continuing process of revealing to ourselves our true circumstance and condition。 It had been well understood by the scientists and philosophers of classical antiquity that the Earth was a mere point in a vast enpassing Cosmos； but no
