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In space no-one can hear me scream at my TV, so beam me up, skattie

While we’re being depressed by the antics of our politicians, scientists are quietly performing miracles every day

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The landing of Nasa’s Perseverance rover on Mars was good to watch, by which I mean there was almost nothing to see.

In this drone-swarmed, David Attenborough-narrated era, in which it has become passé to see nature’s rarest and most secret events revealed in ultra-high-definition super-slow-mo, the relative dullness of the space agency’s broadcast ­— robotically cutting between scientists staring anxiously at screens and a computer-generated image of the lander’s progress — was paradoxically dazzling. When you’re doing something that not even the all-seeing eye of modern cameras can show, you’re doing something very special indeed.

For me, it provided marvellous respite from the stuff that’s usually on my screen. In space, no-one can hear you scream, but the benefit of this is that you also can’t hear local politics: when your mind’s eye is 200 million kilometres away, Ace Magashule and Carl Niehaus become infinitesimally tiny and gloriously insignificant...

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