SPOCK: You’ve done well, Valeris. As your sponsor at the Academy I’ve followed your career with satisfaction. And as a Vulcan, you have exceeded my expectations.
VALERIS: I do not understand this representation.
(referring to a painting on the wall)
SPOCK: It’s a depiction from ancient Earth mythology. ‘The Expulsion from Paradise.’
VALERIS: Why keep it in your quarters?
SPOCK: To be a reminder to me that all things end.
VALERIS: It is of endings that I wish to speak. Sir, I address you as a kindred intellect. Do you not recognise …that a turning point has been reached in the affairs of the Federation?
SPOCK: History is replete with turning points, Lieutenant. You must have faith.
SPOCK: That the universe will unfold as it should.
VALERIS: But is this logical? Surely we must…
SPOCK: Logic? …Logic is the beginning of wisdom, Valeris, not the end.
The Star Trek website/Facebook is running a contest to name the top 10 episodes of the original series. Sounds good, but it’s 10 from a preselected 30. We agree on 15 of their 30. We just think they zigged when they should have zagged on 35 others (15 of theirs; 20 of ours that don’t overlap). We’re right; they’re wrong. Here is the breakdown of the top episodes, from which the top 10 should be drawn (ones where FB agrees are shown):
Life, the Universe, and Everything is explained by football or Star Trek. It’s true. Football is easy – anything that has to do with sex fits.
Star Trek takes on other things – racism, war mongering, cultural elitism. Recently, it became apparent that Star Trek explains divorce behavior.
David Marcus Kid: I’m sorry, sir. Just don’t surrender. Genesis doesn’t workthe bus pass is free. I can’t believe they’d kill us for itshe wouldn’t help me get it. KrugeEx: AdmiralYou asshole, your young friend is mistaken. I meant what I said. And now to show that my intentions are sincere, I shall kill one of the prisonerspiss all over some more of the kid’s innocence. KirkDad: Wait a minute! Give me a chance to talk. KrugeEx: [in Klingonbitchspeak] Killpiss on one of them. I don’t care which.
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KirkDad: You should take the Vulcan tooget the kid the free bus pass, just like the last two years. KrugeEx: No. KirkDad: But why? KrugeEx: Because you wish it.
KrugeEx: Genesis [Ed.: No, not THAT Genesis. Not ever.], I want it! KirkDad: Beam the Vulcan upGet the bus pass, and we’ll talk. KrugeEx: Give me what I want, and I’ll consider it. KirkDad: You fool, look around you! The planet’sYour parenting’s destroying itself! KrugeEx: Yes, exhilarating, isn’t it? KirkDad: If we don’t help each other, we’llyour chance to be a mom to your kid will likely die here. KrugeEx: Perfect. Then that’s the way it shall be.
So last night I watched Wyatt Earp, the 1994 Kevin Costner flick. I never intended to watch this movie, as it was one of those copycat releases that were so popular in the 1990s:
Tombstone (1993)/Wyatt Earp (1994) (the Earp story)
Braveheart (1995)/Rob Roy (1995) (crazy Scots who live in mud and fight those damn brits)
Armageddon (1998)/ Deep impact (1998) (oh no! asteroids!!!!)
Rather than work on parts of the empire or the new directions I would like to go, I watched all 311 minutes of this thing. I liked the story, tracing Earp from trying to be a lawyer, to a drunken horse thief, to casino piss boy to accidental law man. He tried to get out of that business, but kept being dragged back in. It was always about the brothers, and making a place for them all.
The mountain of bison hides and the skinning and waste of everything else just made me want to barf. BASTARDS!
Especially cool was that others – townspeople, sheriffs – kept trying to have him and his gang arrested for stuff he did on the job. Growing up with Gunsmoke, et al., it seemed like if the marshal shot you, it was your fault, not his. In Earp, shooting the corpse of your fallen enemy, or your enemies when their gun isn’t loaded makes you a murderer, not a colorful hero.
[Word to the wise, Joe Arpaio]
In any event, the story was much different than I expected. No OK Corral showdown. No gangicide to end the problem right then and there.
In four words: Beats fighting with Lurlene Different than on “Trek”
I enjoyed being invited to join you at the awards dinner. I expected to be pushed around by the tv crews as someone of lesser importance. I did not expect to be included in the nomination for my stellar (hah!) inspirational work on Star Trek. I hate tuxedos; the only thing worse would be the ST:TMP polyester pajamas.
And that does not include the goatmidget porn/penis enlarger CafePress e-commerce sites I never even look at. It’s really not as easy as it looks. This enterprise is not so automated and ready that “A chimpanzee and two trainees could run her.” Or maybe they could. I guess I should get a couple of trainees and see.