Astronauts (like everything related to Outer Space) are already metamodern, because they evoke a sense of unvarnished possibility that has survived postmodernism’s cynicism about technology, heroes, and major undertakings.
David Bowie’s song “Space Oddity” is metamodern in its juxtaposition of ultimate surrender/serenity – “Planet Earth is blue and there’s nothing I can do“ with epic crisis – ”Ground control to Major Tom, your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong”
The reality of a Canadian astronaut with a mountie’s mustache singing “Space Oddity” in a gorgeous but homespun tenor voice, living out a rock-and-roll dream that should, by all rights, not be available to someone who ALREADY has lived out the school-boy (and school-girl) space dreams of some significant part of the population, is bursting with so much metamodernism that we might squeal. And post a youtube video of ourselves squealing. We said “might.”