Remember those days when you were an elementary school student and your least favorite teacher announces that the whole class was going on a field trip to some exotic location out of town? Those were the moments that broke the whole prison like feeling of the school and brought you into a whole new world of freedom. I'm not talking about the typical prison yard reces breaks. This was a whole new world of possibilities that were presented to you. You saw new planets, stars, solar systems, and galaxies all in the confines of your own backyard. Those experiences made you more whole and most importantly gave you greater perspective.
We have a new generation of people who need this sort of thing but not to see the world in a new light, but to see how the world actually physically looks like. That big blue ball hurling through space at thousands of miles per hour that we happen to be living on and call Earth.
As you might know there are quite a few people out there who have a different idea of what this earth is shaped like. In the casino of ideas most of us hold the notion that it's shaped like roullete ball but there are others who think it's shaped more like a poker chip.
What we need in the future when space travel is like catching greyhound bus is intergalactic field trips for elementary school students to the outer stratosphere of earth's orbit. Or to the moon if you go to a more expensive private school that can afford it. Those young lads and ladettes would be taken to space and be presented for their own eyes the giant blue marble they just were just shot up from. Thus inoculating their young minds from that social pathogen know as the flat earth movement. With this we would reduce the movement to an extremely small fringe group with just one celebrity endorsement. Probably some world badminton champion from Siberia or somewhere.
Here's to you space explorers! I cheer you on and your pioneering spirits for your work will be more useful than you even realize. For that you we will save future generations from the misery of enduring family bbq's and long cross country bus trips with flat earth believers and their adorable but frustrating delusions of grandeur.