put away your child like fantasies and read and listen to this carefully - that pale blue dot is where we live, on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam. we are alone. nobody has ever visited us, nobody crash landed their spaceship in Roswell, New Mexico or anywhere else on this tiny planet. the furthest we have made it as a species off this planet is to the moon, which is pretty much akin to making it down the bottom of the street where you live. we've sent probes to nearby planets in our own solar system which is akin to throwing a baseball two streets over.
somewhere out there i think it's reasonable to assume there is other life but the odds of them finding us or us finding them are a billion to one or more.
