Without seeming to belittle our efforts, the truth is that the size of the cosmos is so far beyond our wildest imagination that our “space program” is like an ant climbing to the tip of a blade of grass. In a state of euphoria at its achievement, which is destined to be honored with headlines all over the ant world, it calls down to the other ants standing in awed admiration below, “I’m exploring the world!” The fact is, it hasn’t even begun to explore the lawn, much less the town, county, state, country, and certainly not the world.