Climate-Concerned Skeptic
You have publicly questioned the warming trend, the consensus, or the IPCC. You suspect thermometers are political instruments. You qualify.
For the discerning traveller who has reviewed the climate data and remains unburdened by it. Icarus Airlines is honoured to extend a complimentary, non-refundable, non-returnable seat aboard our forthcoming Starship—class long-haul vehicle to the planet Mars.
Why settle for a planet you don't even need?
Claim Your Boarding PassDeparture window: pending atmosphere, vehicle, fuel, regulatory approval, and basic physics. Boarding group Z. Bring your own oxygen.
For decades, you have championed the proposition that Earth's climate is doing just fine—that the data is overstated, the consensus a conspiracy, and the alarm a marketing campaign.
We at Icarus Airlines find your confidence inspiring. So inspiring, in fact, that we'd like to reward you with a permanent relocation to the one planet in this solar system that actually does have the atmospheric conditions you've spent years insisting Earth does too: Mars.
Average surface temperature: -80°F. Atmosphere: 95% CO2, 0% oxygen, 0.6% Earth's pressure. Radiation: 50× Earth normal. Magnetic field: none, sorry.
You'll feel right at home. After all—climate is just weather, isn't it?
With the warmest regards,
D. Icarus
Chief Executive Officer & Chief Test Pilot
A complimentary programme for those who have done the work of not believing the data.
You have publicly questioned the warming trend, the consensus, or the IPCC. You suspect thermometers are political instruments. You qualify.
Your research is conducted exclusively in the comment sections of news articles. You have a "friend who's a scientist." You qualify.
Three generations of your family have rejected the same scientific consensus. A proud tradition. You qualify with seniority benefits.
Complete the form below. Boarding pass generates instantly. Refunds: see fine print.
Print, screenshot, or share. The ticket is yours. The journey is hypothetical.
As ironclad as our wax bonds. As negotiable as the laws of physics.
This page, the boarding pass it generates, the Red Pioneer Programme, the flight number IA-2030, the vehicle Daedalus IX, Olympus Mons Spaceport, and the planet Mars itself (as a destination served by Icarus Airlines) are works of satire and parody. Nothing on this page constitutes an offer of transportation, an invitation to travel, or a contract for carriage of any kind. The ticket confers no right of actual passage to Mars, the Moon, low Earth orbit, or any other location accessible only by spacecraft.
This ticket is non-refundable, non-transferable, non-exchangeable, non-extendable, non-upgradable, non-downgradable, and non-existent in any legally enforceable sense. No part of this offer is negotiable. We will not negotiate it. We will not respond to negotiations. We will not engage with attorneys, agents, intermediaries, mediums, oracles, or representatives claiming to negotiate on your behalf.
Icarus Airlines does not currently operate, own, lease, charter, borrow, or possess any spacecraft, launch vehicle, capsule, lander, rover, life-support system, oxygen generator, radiation shield, food synthesizer, water recycler, or means of interplanetary propulsion. Icarus Airlines has no commercial relationship with SpaceX, NASA, Blue Origin, Roscosmos, CNSA, ISRO, JAXA, ESA, or any other space agency or aerospace contractor real, imagined, or pending. Our heritage fleet consists of wax-bonded aircraft of indeterminate provenance.
By accepting this ticket, you acknowledge that the destination (Mars) presents the following conditions to an unprotected human, and that Icarus Airlines is in no way equipped to mitigate any of them:
You further acknowledge that you have been informed of the above, that you do not require further explanation, and that you regard these conditions as at worst comparable to a warming Earth.
The climate science of Earth is not, in fact, a matter of opinion. It is settled, peer-reviewed, and inconvenient. The premise of this offer—that Earth is so unspoiled you'd happily leave it—is a satirical inversion intended to draw attention to that inconvenience. If you find the inversion uncomfortable, the discomfort is the point.
The boarding pass generated by this page is a digital artefact suitable for personal amusement, screenshotting, and posting to the social network of your choice. It is not a travel document. It will not be honoured by any port, gate, agent, or border officer. It will not facilitate entry to, exit from, or transit through any jurisdiction, terrestrial or extraterrestrial. Submitting your name through the form does not transmit any data to any server — the pass is generated entirely in your browser.
To the maximum extent permitted by the laws of physics, thermodynamics, and the United States of America, Icarus Airlines, its officers, its parent entities, its actual aerospace contractors (there are none), and its CEO D. Icarus (deceased, ~1300 BC) shall not be liable for any consequence, direct or indirect, arising from your reading of this page, your generation of a boarding pass, your sharing of said boarding pass, or your continued presence on Earth.
If any provision of these terms is found to be unenforceable, comedic, or merely physically impossible, that provision shall be severed and the remainder shall continue in full satirical effect. The premise of the offer survives the severance of the offer itself.
These terms are governed by the laws of the State of Reality, with venue in any jurisdiction willing to entertain a complaint about a free satirical ticket to a planet the airline cannot reach. Disputes shall be resolved by reading this section again, more slowly.
By having read this far, you are a better-informed person than the page is targeting. Thank you for indulging the bit.