The 50th anniversary has arrived. Fifty years of boldly going. I still remember my first episode. Didn't care for it much. It was the first Harry Mudd episode where he was bringing women for miners in some godforsaken hellhole. Problem was I was quite young when Star Trek came out and I didn't really understand it. Over time Star Trek caught on in syndication, then the movies, then next generation, then DS 9 then Voyager then more movies.
Back to my first episode. I had never heard of Star Trek. I was a little kid. I had just discovered Batman. Who needed this guy with pointy ears and no apparent super powers? But my mother was watching it. Huh? She was watching Star Trek. I never did figure that out. The mere thought of reading a science fiction book would send her into a coma. But she was right there in the living room watching it nonetheless. Over time, meaning by the next week, I do not recall her ever watching it again. And I started watching it and watching it and watching it.
So, I don't really know what all Paramount has planned in the way of dancing girls and ice cream and such. But the Postal Service has just released a set of Star Trek commemorative stamps. I've got mine.
Like you, I was hooked on Batman at first. My mom was never really a Star Trek fan, but my brother was, and I started watching because of him.
ReplyDeleteSure has changed sci fi, and for the better. I started watching TNG with dad. Seen every episode, though it's been a while.
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