The Richard Branson’s Space Tourism.

The Yoruba people in my ancestral homeland have a saying: “When some people are comfortably well-fed, they will start looking for a sharp instrument to pry open their stomachs.”

This is precisely what Richard Branson’s space tourism is doing by providing space trips to some stinking-rich, bored-stiff individuals. These guys are paying bundles of money to go on space trips. However, it’s not just the huge amount of money that is at stake on this silly, ego-boosting trips to space. Lives of the money-rich-road guys and those of their pilots are also on the line.

Last Friday morning, one of such space tourism rockets (a Virgin Galactic) exploded above the Mojave Desert during a test flight. The accident killed one pilot while seriously injuring the other even as he managed to parachute to the ground.

Hear Richard Branson on the ill-fated rocket that crashed last Friday: “We would love to finish what we started some years ago … I think millions of people would one day love the chance to go to space.”

Yeah right! But only those who are rich and dumb at the same time will contemplate a trip to "the space" in those funny-looking things called rockets. This is especially stupid when there are lots of very beautiful tourist attractions all over the world. Yes, there are risks even on regular human habitations across the world. But they are absolutely little when compared to the per-second risks of deaths in the large expanse of clouds in the outer space.