Healthy scepticism is important, and questioning what we’re told is a vital part of being human. But when it comes to the Moon landings, the evidence is so overwhelming, so beautiful in its scale and collaboration, to deny it is laughable.
Let’s start with this: the Apollo missions weren’t just a few astronauts and a secretive NASA control room. They involved over 400,000 people, scientists, engineers, programmers, builders, planners, many of whom weren’t even working in the same place or under the same leadership. To fake something of that size, and keep it hidden for over half a century, would require a conspiracy larger and more intricate than anything the world has ever seen. And that kind of silence? It just doesn’t happen!
But it’s not just about the people involved. We brought back rocks. Moon rocks. Not pebbles anyone could fake in a lab, but samples that have been studied and confirmed by independent scientists all over the world, including those in countries that weren’t exactly friendly with the USA at the time. These rocks are unlike anything we’ve found on Earth: their composition, age, and exposure to cosmic radiation tell a story that only the Moon could have written.
And then there’s the technology. Space agencies in other countries, Russia, China, India, have tracked and mapped the Moon using their own satellites. They’ve seen the sites. Some of these spacecraft have even captured images of the Apollo landers still sitting there, untouched, in the grey lunar dust. The reflectors the astronauts left behind still bounce laser beams back to Earth. You can test it yourself, if you’ve got access to the right equipment.
I understand the mistrust that fuels conspiracy theories. We live in a world where institutions have sometimes failed us, where secrets get kept and stories get twisted. It makes sense to wonder. But the Moon landings aren’t a lie. They’re one of humanity’s greatest stories, of courage, intelligence, teamwork, and imagination.
To believe we didn’t go sells short what we’re capable of. It turns a collective triumph into a cynical illusion. And maybe most tragically, it robs us of wonder. Because when we look up at the Moon, knowing we’ve stood there, not once, but six times, we get to feel something rare and precious – AWE!
And I don’t want to give that up!
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