In my view, the pursuit of space exploration is largely futile, especially when considering the pressing challenges that our planet faces. The enthusiasm for space initiatives, which peaked in the 1960s, seems understandable; at that time, the allure of potential extraterrestrial life captivated many. However, the scientific community has largely embraced the “Where is everybody?” dilemma, originally posed by physicist Enrico Fermi in 1950. If intelligent life exists elsewhere, why has it yet to establish contact? The likely answer is that it does not exist. Beyond our Earth, there are only planets that pale in comparison to the beauty of our own.

This perspective is generally uncontroversial, though I rarely bring it up, except when astronauts embark on yet another seemingly unnecessary space mission, such as the recent lunar expedition. I’ve observed that this viewpoint tends to provoke strong reactions. I hold many opinions that could be considered more contentious, but few evoke the same level of frustration. The reasons for this annoyance vary; some believe I am intentionally trying to dampen a celebration, while others think I oppose progress and innovation, which is not the case. They often cite the advancements that have stemmed from the quest for space exploration, many of which relate to enhancing our capacity for conflict, and then lament the kind of world I envision—one where individuals are not limited by their immediate surroundings.

There are misconceptions that I harbor negative feelings towards astronauts; this couldn’t be further from the truth. I believe they are admirable individuals, likely embodying many positive traits. Others assume I am simply a cynic, disapproving of the financial investments involved due to a lack of appreciation for creativity. Ironically, expressing my concerns about the resources allocated to space exploration has become quite a drain on my own energy. Honestly, NASA, couldn’t the United States focus on more pressing matters?

By Zoe Williams, Guardian columnist