Upturned Faces...

smiling, waving, calmly watching their heroine pass above them. See how she glitters in the sunny blue sky and she flies higher and yet higher, any higher and she will become an angel surely. Perhaps she already is. She carries our surrogate hopes and dreams (for ours have been stolen). And now in front of our very eyes she will be ripped into a hundred thousand pieces (CAB audit, official circulation figures). Our one dream will be smashed in front of us by the very people who gave it to us, oh father thou ist indeed cruel in thy majesty. The faces of thousands of schoolchildren watching Christa MaCauliffe fall from a sunny Florida sky. Princesses and Space Shuttles are different in size and construction materials, but their trajectories are suprisingly similar...