Oh man. I don't know where to start. The ST bitches have broken my brain.
So you all know I've returned to an old fandom, right? Right. My contact with Star Trek
dates back to when I was six years old, the year it premiered, and occasionally got to watch an episode because my mom felt like it. It was very intense for me in the 70's, when I and my girlfriend Pam were both heavy Trekkies. (Filking and Bjo and 'zines, oh my!) It lessened slowly over the years, as the newer series and the slow downward spiral of the films caused it to fade. It sort of sputtered out, possibly for good (although I did still love the books).
And then this new flick came along, and the thing caught fire again, and fun is once again being had in the Alpha Quadrant, in Starfleet, in our future. (Think about that for a minute: This is the one future mythos that says we're going to have fun
in the centuries to come. That space exploration will be wonderful
, that knowledge, that experience
will be the thing we crave, the one thing that will drive us to the stars. Think about that.) Since I'd had such deep and abiding affection for the original show, I naturally greeted it happily, and because I spend time on the internet, I naturally found my way into one of its many fandoms, here on LJ: ontd_startrek
. This merry band of insane bitches has made me laugh more in the past couple of weeks than I have in the three years before it. Perhaps you'll understand what that means to me right now.( Along with that comes the glow. )( It was not that he was beautiful, but she stared and stared... )( The 'older' thing )( The map we make )
And then, of course, there's Karl...but I'll continue later. Stay tuned.