That’s right. Seems 
's current culture war fixations have made him sufficiently less interested in his older bullshit promises.
He will grift on, but seems he’s losing interested in the space grift. He’s posting cringe Gambo “AI” videos showing Gambo’s favorite objectified SV victim and mistreated actress being a DJ at a Gambo-setting dance party instead (not linking that shit, look for it if you dare).
The light of consciousness may not extend to the stars within his lifetime by his own admission, which means if it ever does it won’t include his dim smoldering light nor will it be his bigoted and emotionally poisonous consciousness. 
sometimes at night, i look at the stars in the sky; thinking about all the unexplored habitable planets out there and the to be horrific deaths in the space mining industry because the space capitalists didn’t have to pay attention to OHSA in international space
Part of what made me hate ELO~N’s particular brand of grifting was that it touched something near and dear to me: my lifelong yearning to explore the stars, to see what’s out there, with curiosity and wonder in my young heart.
That’s right. I wanted the space treats. I was the target audience for the space treats. But this wasn’t Star Trek that that disgusting carnival barker was offering: it was a spoiled brat fanboy’s misreading of Star Trek (among many other things) taken as gospel, privatized and made for-profit in a vomitous melange with all the other consumer treats he mixed it with while devouring it thoughtlessly with only a surface level liking of the visuals and the pew pew noises.
Yes, it’s personal for me. Peddling dreams to people under grotesque false pretenses hurts me in my soul.
Another classic UlyssesT rant
Yes, it was, and one from my heart.
I used to be pretty big into what is now called “futurology” so it stings for me.
I have hope that capitalism will destroy us all before we infect the wider galaxy with it.
It’s very telling how many “universe empty, only humans out there” space power fantasies use the creative bankrupcy of not even trying to imagine what intelligent life may look like elsewhere all for what amounts to capitalist realism space manifest destiny shit, pretty much without exception.
I didn’t like the way The Dark Forest, the second Three Body Problem book, portrayed this. ”Of course there’s no intelligent life out there, because they’ll just be destroyed by a more advanced civilization once they find out, because everyone is always hostile to each other. This also extends to the last remnants of humanity in space killing each other.”
I argue that in many cases (not all, but hear me out), it’s an after-the-fact justification for the difficulty in coming up with alien life that feels sufficiently “alien” to not feel like a Star Trek makeup job.
To be fair to the TBP trilogy…
spoiler
Some civilizations have been fighting an endless transdimensional grudgematch to the point that successive inevitable dimensional collapses purge all the races that aren’t hyper survivalist and also hyper advanced. The trisolarans are an example of a primitive civilization who’s experiences have somewhat mirrored this extremely poisoned outlook.
Communists do the best sci-fi and proper alien aliens. China Mieville’s Embassy Town being a great example.
I don’t know if Ursula Le Guin was really a communist, but she wrote some good aliens.
Certainly so some of her books featured communism or communal societies quite heavily. I’m pretty sure she would have been, or anarchist