Seventeen months of isolation is over for the six "marsonauts" who have been locked away in a complex in Moscow. The hatch of their simulated spacecraft opened at 14:00 Moscow time, when they were welcomed by the Mars 500 ground crew, doctors and their families.In the way I can never think about astronauts without thinking about JG Ballard's short story "The Dead Astronaut," I can never think about marsonauts without thinking about this passage in Salman Rushdie's short story "At the Auction of the Ruby Slippers":Their mission was to simulate a journey to Mars. That included a spacesuit-clad EVA (extra-vehicular activity), which amounted to a walk in a sand-strewn room that stood in for the Red Planet.
At that time many television channels were devoted to the sad case of the astronaut stranded on Mars without hope of rescue, and with diminishing supplies of food and breathable air. Official spokesmen told us of the persuasive arguments for the abrupt cancellation of the space exploration budget. We found these arguments powerful; influential voices complained of the sentimentality of the images of the dying spaceman. Nevertheless, the cameras inside his marooned craft continued to send us poignant pictures of his slow descent into despair, his low-gravity, weight-reduced death.Which one of these marsonauts will become "the dying spaceman" on our flatscreens?
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