Years ago--I believe 1976 to be exact--someone on NBC News observed: "If it weren't for Edgar Rice Burroughs, we wouldn't be on Mars today."
In days of gloom and doom and woes, the Phonenix Mars Mission is a reminder that there are still triumphs to be had. We are getting new pictures from the surface of Mars, Burroughs' Barsoom where John Carter drew his sword to save a princess and to stand for right and courage.
In spite of all, what a fabulous time we live in, where the pages of the pulps become real, where the dreams and imaginations of eons past are realized.
We find no canals nor men, but still we stand in surrogate at least on a distant land, distant world.
If we can do this, perhaps there is hope yet.