In November I was tramping remote mountains in New Zealand, staring into the sky, then there was an extra bright satellite, then another, then another. I just

In November I was tramping remote mountains in New Zealand, staring into the sky, then there was an extra bright satellite, then another, then another. I just laid there in awe. After about a dozen in the train, it occured to me that it must be starlink or aliens due to the number of coorbital satellites. I actually teared up, not because the sky was "ruined" but because humanity had become part of the stars, and more than just a blip. My imagination ran forward to Gibson's detuned TV skies.