Mutiny Up My Sleeve.*

 

Michael Burnham: All my life, the conflict inside me has been between logic, and emotion. But now it's my emotions that are fighting. I think about him and I want to cry. But... I have to smile. And I feel angry. But I want to love. And I'm hurt, but there's hope. What is this?

Ash Tyler: Ah, it's just... being human.

[She looks at him curiously, then offers him her hand]

Michael Burnham: Michael Burnham. Pleased to meet you.

Ash Tyler: Ash Tyler. We've met.

Michael Burnham: Have we? Let's try it again.  

Lethe: Star Trek: Discovery

To my surprise, I've somehow managed to watch all the episodes of Star Trek: Discovery to date.  For the record, this is more of an accomplishment than it sounds. I exist in a continual state of media deficit and there's a long list of things that have just dropped off my radar due to lack of time.  Having stayed in sync with Discovery, I’m pleased to say that I'm cautiously enjoying it.

 

Why cautiously, you ask?  Well,on the positive side, so far almost everyone in the cast of Discovery is delivering a noteworthy performance.  Although I was very impressed by Michelle Yeoh’s brief turn as Captain Georgiou (and disappointed by her premature departure), Jason Isaacs is now presenting us with a good solid take on Captain Lorca, who came to us as a cipher and is being filled in very nicely as the show develops.  Doug Jones is doing a brilliant job as Commander Saru - I don’t know if I should congratulate him or his makeup team, but the result is a completely believable alien character. 

It's a shame that Mr. Jones doesn't get more work as himself.  I realize that his slim physique makes him an ideal candidate for roles like Saru or Abe Sapien in the Hellboy series, but it would be interesting to see him perform without prosthetics more often. That being said, his ability to express emotion in spite of a substantial barrier of molded latex is astonishing.

Sonequa Martin-Green is excellent as Michael Burnham.  I hadn't seen much of her on The Walking Dead (see media deficit, above) but she's doing a very good job of showing us the challenges of Burnham's situation:  dealing with the ambiguities of being raised in a culture dedicated to logic and emotional control, and still coming to terms with the very different expectations and assumptions of human society.  Her performance is natural and believable: as with all good acting, it doesn't feel like acting at all.

However, I do have some misgivings about the show itself.  I constantly find myself wondering why they felt it necessary to make this show part of the Star Trek universe. It doesn’t feel very Trek-like at times:  the technology and uniforms don’t really match canon, the Discovery’s magical instantaneous mushroom** drive is one of the strangest pieces of technological bafflegab ever, and to be honest, I'm not wild about the look of the re-re-imagined Klingons very much. (Or their place in the plotline, for that matter.  Is it my imagination, or does everything just slow to a crawl every time we get a subtitled guttural update on the state of the Empire?)

The bridge of the Discovery is loaded with three or four new entries into the Star Trek catalogue of species, none of whom appear in any of the programs set in Discovery's future (or its past).  So far, except for Saru they're all ciphers, set dressing with no explanation - if the creators of the show just wanted to fill the seats, why not go with aliens from the original series?  The good news is that Discovery has been approved for more episodes, so hopefully we're going to start finding out about some of the other crewmembers as the show progresses.  Regardless, there's no reason that they couldn't have been Andorians, Orions, Denobulans, Kzinti***, or Tellarites, all of which already exist in canon.

Finally, I'm concerned that they're going to rely too heavily on Michael Burnham's logic-based contrarian nature.  It would be far too easy to reduce her dynamic to an internet meme:

MICHAEL:  I think we should do the thing. 

SOMEONE:  I order you not to do the thing.

MICHAEL:  Imma do the thing, because I was raised by Vulcans.

SOMEONE:  Doing the thing was right, but we still don’t trust you, because mutiny.

There’s a fine line between character consistency and lazy writing, and, frankly, this is what did Wesley Crusher in.  Too many of the early Next Generation plots irritatingly relied on some product of Wesley’s genius to save the day, to the point where it burned out the character's ability to contribute to storylines.  I've been relieved to see that recent episodes of Discovery have shown us more of Burnham's background and exposed some of her weaknesses and vulnerabilities, which helps to provide greater depth to the character.  Please keep working on that side of things, people - I'd really hate to hear anyone saying, "Shut up, Michael!" in a future episode.

- Sid

* This is the title of my favourite Max Webster album, and as such I am painfully pleased to be able to use it here.

** Yes, Laurie, a magic mushroom drive.  Seriously, watch the show if you don't believe me.

*** Actually, I've always been a little doubtful about the validity of the Kzinti in terms of canonicity.  Science fiction author Larry Niven was invited to adapt one of his Known Universe short stories as an episode of Star Trek: The Animated Series in 1973, which perforce added his felinoid Kzinti to the Star Trek universe.  Regardless, I suspect that almost everyone considers them to be part of Niven's continuity rather than Star Trek's.

The Quiet Earth.

It's become a sort of standard assumption in science fiction that an apocalyptic event would mean the end of civilization.  Depending on the event, that would certainly be the case - obviously the sort of destruction caused by an extinction level asteroid strike or a nuclear war would push things below the level at which our current society functions on a planetary basis.

But not all end-of-the-world scenarios involve extreme property damage. Is the threshold for civilization based in any way on the size of the population?

Let's posit a pandemic scenario which wipes out 95% of the world's population, but without the sort of theatrics which normally accompany this sort of disaster in fictional descriptions.  In other words, maybe we don't panic. Yes, we swamp the hospitals, and yes, an awful lot of people die, but why would that make the government collapse?

We'll set some ground rules. Our nemesis is an untreatable contagious disease that kills its victims in less than a week, and it's spread by airborne transmission.  As with Captain Trips in Stephen King's The Stand, if you catch it, you pretty much die.

The current population is 7.5 billion people, so we're left with about 375 million after the infection burns out, which is more or less the population of the world in 1000 AD.  (In reality, the less organized and compliant a country's response to an emergency, the greater the loss of people, but let's keep the math simple and just say that 1 in 20 people are left alive right across the board, without any bias toward either democratic societies or brutal dictatorships.)

So we assume that the response to the catastrophe is controlled and organized.  Inevitably, there would be a certain percentage of unrecorded deaths, but for the most part, the victims come to their end in hospitals or under some other form of final care.  A brutal simplicity is enforced: there's no time for individual burials, just daily truck convoys to the mass burial sites. Over time, there are fewer trips - and fewer truck drivers - until eventually the virus burns itself out.

What does the world look like afterwards?  How many links can break before the machinery of our society ceases to function?

Logic says that we condense, that everything pulls in toward the center - whatever the center happens to be.  We're left with massive amounts of unnecessary infrastructure, but the framework of everyday life is still there, and I would think that in some odd way, it would all balance out.  If you were a bus driver before the epidemic, you're still a bus driver, and you have about as many passengers on a daily basis, but 19 empty buses are left to rust at the depot.  Karli and I live in a small apartment building that holds about 20 people - now there's just one of us, no more lineups for the washing machines.*

But what if our landlord is dead?  Is there anyone left to collect the rent? For that matter, why would anyone stay there - 19 out of every 20 homes are now empty, why stay in an apartment? How would the government control squatting?  Or would they even attempt to?
  
Perhaps looting and squatting would become acceptable activities as the government urged people to clearly indicate what homes are inhabited, and created a system by which you apply to take over the empty home of your choice. The remaining locksmiths would become very busy, especially people who can re-key vehicle ignitions.  As with houses, there are a lot of cars left, and no reason not to trade up.

A certain percentage of empty buildings might simply be demolished.  After all, if everyone living in three story walkups like ours has moved into an empty house, it seems wiser to simply eliminate those buildings rather than abandoning them to decay and eventually collapse.

Businesses combine and vanish, as employers without staff seek out workers without bosses.  As with residential property, there's a process in place to take charge of rare materials, inventory and factory space. 

When it's all over, it's a quiet world.  There are no traffic jams.  There are no lineups.  And hopefully it's a kinder, gentler world than the old one, a world where people are more tolerant, friendly and affectionate.  If 95% of the people you loved were gone, how could you not treasure the ones who were left?

- Sid

* In my heart, I would hope that there would actually still be two of us.  And the cat, of course.

New York X: But then again, too few to mention.

 

And so, back from New York.  It seems odd to say that we had a whirlwind tour of Manhattan, given that we had almost eight full days, but it speaks volumes to say that we didn't manage to fit in everything that we had planned, even with just over a week. (Karli's sister and her family went for four days - now that's a whirlwind visit!)

 

However, even with the limitations of time, we did pretty well:  two visits to the Empire State Building (daylight and nighttime); a backstage tour of NBC Studios;  the MOMA, the Met, the Whitney and the Museum of Natural History; the 9/11 Memorial, which may or may not count as a museum at this point in time; a wonderful wander through Central Park and a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge; two Broadway shows, Wicked and Chicago; some excellent dining experiences, with particular praise for Co. Pizza, Tacombi, Ivan Ramen and PizzArte; and the endlessly entertaining experience of just walking the streets of the city.

I'd also like to thank Michelle for our ideal little AirBnB pied-à-terre in Chelsea. And, as always, my girlfriend Karli was the perfect travel companion - New York would have been dull and tedious without you, my love.

But I do have one regret from the trip: I didn't find the used science fiction bookstore of my dreams.  Given the pivotal position that New York occupies in the development of modern science fiction, combined with a general belief that if you want to buy something, it will be available in New York, I had high hopes for finding a few gems to add to my collection.

The Strand bookstore was a great location, but I obviously misunderstood their position regarding used books. They do purchase used books, but their inventory - at least the portions that I browsed - seemed to be entirely hardcover or trade paperbacks, and relatively recent ones.  I didn't browse through their Rare Books section, but I feel that used science fiction paperbacks only qualify as "rare books" in a few cases (and when they do, they become a rather expensive commodity).  Similarly, Unoppressive Non-Imperialist Bargain Books was an intriguing little spot, but not a used book venue.

I had hoped that Singularity and Co. would be that store, and all evidence on line indicates that, at one point, it would have been exactly the place I was looking for.  However, online evidence also suggests that both the store and the associated scanning endeavour came to an untimely end (to the frustration and irritation of its Kickstarter™ supporters) leaving behind nothing but an empty rental space in Brooklyn and the digital equivalent for their web site.

Further research indicates that had I broadened my search, I might have found what I was looking for in one of the surrounding boroughs, but with the exception of our brief jaunt over to DUMBO, our plans never extended to leaving Manhattan.

Ah, well...there's always next time.

- Sid