A panel of US researchers suggest that NASA should study the effect of sexuality and romance on the crews of long space missions, warning that such interpersonal relationships may lead to violence, jealousy and other breakdowns in crew cohesiveness. With the prospects of returning to the moon and sending manned missions to Mars, I would agree with the suggestions made in this article in NewScientistSpace.com.
I have often wondered about how relationships could affect crews on naval ships and submarines, the International Space Station and the Federation Star Ship U.S.S. Enterprise. On the one hand, with a large enough group of people, it shouldn’t be any worse than a workplace romance (which isn’t to say those can’t get complicated, either). However, with smaller crews, such as those on the ISS or on any other manned mission with long-term, close quarters confinement, the potential for trouble should increase dramatically.
Looking at science fiction, I would consider relationships within a crew as large as that on the Enterprise akin to dating in high school or in college. If the members of the high school or college community were restricted to dating only within the community, obviously there would develop some tensions and other emotions between members (and interesting patterns of chains). For the most part, this is a bearable situation among the members of the community.
Then I look at Firefly and the various relationships on Serenity. I think the tensions and emotions would run wild for any similarly small and isolated crew, despite the relationships on Serenity being used as plot devices to create conflict. It really is surprising to me that with all the dreamed up space relations that have been written, it is just now on the eve of such major space exploration that a top panel of researchers is urging NASA to investigate the potential for problems.
Something else I have considered, which the article surprisingly did not even mention, was the effect that a pregnancy would have on a long-term mission. The article estimates a mission to Mars could easily take thirty months. The last time I checked, the human gestation period is about nine months (after finding out more during friends’ and acquaintances’ recent pregnancies, I’m not so sure anymore). If a crew member becomes pregnant during a mission, will the crew member keep the pregnancy? How will zero gravity affect the development of the fetus? What if the father wants nothing to do with the baby?
Perhaps I think too much about strange things. Or perhaps it is such thinking that could save a multi-billion dollar mission before it lifts off from Earth.
Actually, my history research is focused on the biological and psychological notions that both encouraged and deterred the use of female astronauts in America in the 1960s. One of their biggest concerns was menstrual cycle. I’ll spare the details, but needless to say the stodgy men were very afraid of irritability and irrationality back then. Also, disposal mechanisms, but that’s another story….
I think, were we to sent a mixed crew on a long term mission like that, certain protocols would have to be in place. But protocols can always break down, and since we cannot control for those types of situations (nor situations where birth control fails), I would suggest considering a little snip snip of the men of the crew - a procedure which can always be reversed. To prepare/stock the craft for the potential of a pregnancy (something youd HAVE to do for the sake of the mother and child’s health) would increase the weight in the craft substantially. We have fuel restrictions as it is. So actually, unless we come up with a better propulsion system, i dont think space pregnancy will ever be an option for that reason alone - forget biological concerns.
stepping down from soapbox now…
Al, all good points (and more formally educated/experienced, as well). I didn’t even think to consider extra supplies to plan for the potential for pregnancy, and the weight it would add to the space craft. And obviously that would require increased fuel to propel the craft. And I sometimes call myself a rocket scientist. Pshaw!
You say educated, I say dork-acated. Potato, potahto.
Boy, it’s gonna be a LONG boring journey to Mars. Man, if I can’t get friendly, I ain’t going.