That's for vibrant, healthy nations with citizens who can still walk and chew gum at the same time. The 'Kwa can't remember to wash their hands after using the toilet ... they sure as hell ain't going to the moon to harvest helium three.
The West now exists strictly as comic relief until the nuclear-tipped cruise missiles arrive to relieve them of their lives. They scarcely have sufficient engineers remaining to fix indoor plumbing ... going to the moon is a little optimistic. In 1955 it was a nation of engineers ... today it is mostly a land of crotch-grabbers and baggy-pantsed hook-em-horns congenital losers who can't make correct change for a dollar.