Letter from the editor
Written 1995. Lightly edited from the original.
This is a letter that I wrote back when I first started working on Star Bound Magazine. Even though it was written a long time ago I decided to publish it and get things rolling on some articles. If you enjoy the letter, I would like to hear from you.
For years, man has stared at the stars in wonder of what lies beyond. As a small boy, growing up in the mountains of Idaho, I was no different. I have spent many nights camping out with my brother, staring out into the depths of space and dreaming of what it would be like out there, beyond our sight. We would lie awake pointing out different things that we could see, such as planes, satellites, and falling stars.
The next thing that we knew, the sun was starting to shine over the mountain top and was drying the dew off our sleeping bags. We would eventually get up, and build us a small fire to warm our toes, and cook a couple of small trout that had been caught the day before. As the day continued we, like everyone else, would let our dreams of the night be lost to the adventures and challenges that had to be conquered that day. Through the years as I grew, I became what I considered to be a "society robot."
I graduated from high school and signed up for a welding course at North Idaho College. After graduating from the one year course, I began my role in society's work place. I went to work for a welding company in Post Falls, Idaho. I started out at seven dollars an hour and I worked at this job for two years. In that short time I began to fall into what could be considered society's trap. I like to call it the rut of life. Let me describe the rut of life as I see it.
A person wakes up on Monday morning and goes to work at a place that most likely is not a favorite place to be. They spend eight hours doing whatever it is that they do, and when the shift is over they might stop for a drink with their friends, but as the night goes on they head for home and get ready for bed so they can get up early and do it again.
The goal is to make it to the weekend where they can party down, or spend time with their family. The weekend is theirs. They go do whatever it is they enjoy, whether it is hunting, fishing, hiking, taking a road trip, shopping or just plain relaxing. This is their time. Man, does it feel good. Suddenly, Monday slaps them in the face and they start all over again.
Society has taught us that this is the way that life is. You are to work forty hours a week, fifty weeks a year, and then you have earned two whole weeks for yourself. Go ahead. Take a vacation, you deserve it.
If you are among the few that have a job which pays you well enough, and you have been able to save enough money for a vacation, then you are sure to enjoy it. Now if you are like me you have never been able to save money because you can just barely pay your bills. You have done the American thing, and when there was something that you wanted or needed you had to borrow the money to buy it. "No sweat, the payments are only ten dollars" — for the rest of your life.
Those "just ten dollars" start adding up fast, and before you know it they have accumulated into hundreds and sometimes thousands of dollars a month. It is so easy to get credit, especially when you are not working. I have actually had institutions trying to give me credit over the phone while the bill collectors were knocking on the door. When the bills add up to more than your paychecks do, you enter into a new level of life's rut: the financial rut.
No matter how good you are at managing your money, this rut can happen to anyone. It does not have to come from small bills adding up. You could get into an accident or have serious health problems and have everything that you have worked for repossessed, because your savings are gone and you cannot pay your bills. You might think that you have the world by the tail, and one day someone slips on your welcome mat and sues you for everything that you have. It has happened, more than once.
The time has come for us to carry our dreams of the night into the day, and make them the adventures and challenges that need to be conquered. We need to escape this senseless life style that society has molded us into, and expand our horizons to the impossible. We must turn our focus to the years ahead and not just to the weekend. We must look beyond society's grip and mold the future into the fashion that we desire.
This magazine is 100% dedicated to expanding our horizons for the better of all mankind. Through the proceeds that it produces we will fund a private enterprise space program. Let us be the ones to invite you into the future as you have never imagined it could be. We will open the door, and all that is required of you is to join us inside and help us work toward a common goal of living in the stars. So please, come join us, because we are Star Bound.
John LangEditor