The Space Race
Perhaps the longest running joke on GeekNights is “Woman! Space is one cold motherfucker.” It comes from a short mockumentary The Old Negro Space Program which is just slightly older than GeekNights itself.
This film is a send-up of Ken Burns documentary style. It also serves as a sharp reminder that despite their lofty talk of giant leaps for mankind, NASA was no exception when it came to white supremacy. It was not until well after the moon landing that they made a giant leap for anyone that wasn’t a white man.
And so I was quite surprised when I heard there was a new National Geographic documentary “The Space Race” about the actual history of black astronauts. I can not think of even one other instance where not only does the parody precede the reality, but does so by nearly twenty years.
When I got the email about a showing of this film at the Museum of the Moving Image, with the directors in attendance, I RSVP’d instantly. The very reasonable annual membership fee continues to pay off big time.
Going in I had one expectation. I know all too well that going to public school in the US that we were only taught white history. Of course this movie will be teaching me about all sorts of things I never knew, and should have known.
That expectation was met in spades. Unsurprisingly, I knew even less than I thought I did. Did you know about Arnaldo Tamayo Méndez? How about Robert Henry Lawrence Jr.? There was just so much I can’t even being trying to type it all.
But what was truly powerful about this film was not the things that I learned, which I previously did not know. It was the reminder of what I knew, but had long forgotten.
Did I know of Ralph Abernathy and the protest at the Apollo 11 launch? Yes, I had a distant vague memory of it. Now I’ve seen it. The actual video footage of NASA administrator Thomas Paine coming to speak to him. What a powerful moment.
Did I know of Ron McNair, who died in the Challenger disaster. Yes, but only enough to probably get an answer right on Jeopardy! Now, at least through the narrow lens of the footage that made it into this film, I know something of the kind of person Ron McNair actually was. It may be because I only saw the film just this evening, but it will be hard to convince me he wasn’t the coolest person who has ever lived. RIP.
Most of all, something I knew as a child, but shamefully forgot so long ago, is that the people selected as astronauts are the best humanity has to offer. They have excellent physical and mental health and conditioning. They are all some kind of expert in an advanced field of science and/or a highly trained expert pilot. They have the courage to risk life and limb going into space on a flying bomb. Most impressively, they have the communication skills to be ambassadors to the rest of humanity bringing our spirits into space with them, when our bodies can not go.
And that is the core point of this movie. Superheros are fictional. Athletes are impressive, but are ultimately engaging in a contrivance. Astronaut is as close as you get to a superhero that is genuine. In a true meritocracy, the people qualified to be astronauts might just run the world.
That is why a segregated America could absolutely not allow a black person to be an astronaut. To admit that a black person was capable of being an astronaut is to admit they are capable of anything. As such, I think we have perhaps greatly underestimated how much damage was done to the white supremacist narrative when black people did finally become astronauts.
The directors said the movie will be on Disney+ early next year. I’m going to guess February, because Hollywood and Black History Month. You know how they like to do things. See it as soon as you are able.