I spent a week, mesmerized, reading this book. I quoted from it to my family and colleagues. Indeed, at work, when I protested against a sloppy piece of work, I was heard to say : "This is even worse than NASA in 1997". I came back to it night after night, even sneaking a couple of pages during my lunch break, with the fascination of someone watching a trainwreck in motion.
Why ?
Well, I had a vague idea that at some point in the late 90s, there were some American astronauts spending some time on the Russian space station MIR, and it had seemed a nice example of post-Soviet collaboration, but I hadn't thought much about it one way or another. This book laid out the whole disastrous scenario in detail, and I read on and on, constantly thinking : "How is this possible?".
The first part of the book focuses on the first couple of Americans who spent time aboard MIR, especially Jerry Linenger, who had a pretty tough time of it. During his time on MIR, a fire broke out, and even though the crew eventually extinguished it, the wildly varying narratives of the event led him to believe that there was a vast conspiracy happening to convince NASA and the American public that the whole enterprise of having Americans perform scientific experiments aboard the ageing MIR was a good idea. In reality, as the second part of the book shows, the whole idea was born of political expediency. Boris Yeltsin was in DC to meet with G.W. Bush -but what was there to talk about? An old idea about international collaboration in space was quickly resuscitated, and before you could say "Challenger explosion", it was a done deal and NASA was left to figure out how to make it work. The enthusiasm within NASA for the so-called "Phase One" project was low, and the prospect of having to move to Star City, the Soviet training base near Moskow for months and months of training, did not really appeal to many astronauts, flight surgeons or ground controllers. Once the Americans arrived in the USSR, they were confronted with challenges and problems too numerous to count. The language problem, of course. The different engineering systems, computer systems, materials... all the technical aspects. But most of all, the secretive nature of the old Soviet-era engineers and bureaucrats, who did not exactly welcome this opportunity to share their know-how with their former arch-enemies. (The author, it must be said, does not seem very fond of Russians). The Americans spent months, years, trying to get basic information about what the astronauts might expect on MIR, only to be rebuffed by endless bureaucratic manoeuvers. On top of that, the entire philosophy of space flight was radically different between NASA and Energia, the post-Glasnost corporation that was the de facto owner of the Russian space program. Whereas the American system trained astronauts to figure things out independently once in space, the Russian system considered astronauts as little more than puppets, whose strings were pulled by the politically motivated employees at Ground Control.
And so things started to go wrong. Almost all American astronauts felt their role aboard MIR, where they were supposed to be doing scientific experiments with only minimal involvement in the space mission itself, put them in a position of inferiority to their two Russian counterparts, who, on their side, seem to have considered several of the American astronauts as whiny weaklings. When things went south, such as in the fire during Linenger's flight, NASA realized how little they really knew about the workings of MIR, and how poorly informed they were about unspooling events.
The third part of the book describes Mike Foale's time aboard MIR, a flight that was characterized first by a near miss, and then with a full-on collision between an unmanned supply ship and MIR. Once again, NASA felt kept out of the loop, and totally surprised by the stoicism with which the Russian space command viewed the possible death of 3 astronauts. A cultural, philosophical and political divide that no single person at NASA or in Russia could bridge.
In the end, there were several committees and reviews of the program. Was MIR safe enough for American astronauts? As we know, two more Americans spent time aboard MIR before it was decommissioned.
One of the things this book did was to de-glamorize the life of astronauts. A remarkable amount of time was spent mopping up the water that condensed in the space station, and packing and unpacking things. I guess that if objects don't stay put but float around freely, you have to spend a lot of time attaching them with straps and velcro. The other thing that struck me was how many things went wrong and needed repairs. Not just in the dramatic situations described in the book, but on a daily basis. Was that just because MIR was by then a pretty decrepit contraption, or is that what people do in space? There are so many cables to be connected and disconnected, so many hatches to close or open.... And two hours a day on the treadmill to combat zero-gravity induced muscle and bone loss!
A fascinating story about bad decisions, poor communications, and temperamental people in difficult situations !