Neith has in general very little time for identity tourism, and regards the occasional attempts to make a commercial venture of experiencing the high points of another person’s life with distaste. It pleases her that, so far, they have all failed. There is something alarming to her in the idea of a world in which people derive life satisfaction from vicarious experience, although she recognises the solidity of the argument against her: it requires the resources of a high technological economy and the whole history of science to put astronauts in space, and therefore anyone on earth may rightly lay claim to participation in the result. Astronauts are persons who contain multitudes.