#StarTrek has always explored human nature through Scifi conceits. Humans are emotional beings by nature.
Effective storytelling relates the emotional, internal conflicts of characters.
#StarTrek has 50+ years of effective storytelling.
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Because modern Trek tells stories in compressed serialized seasons, the emotional density of these stories—episode by episode—is greater.
Sometimes the emotional content is over-relied upon. Sometimes older Trek didn’t explore the emotional lives of characters enough.
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Whether a series entitled #StarTrek is Trek or not Trek is the wrong position to take. #StarTrek is in the title.
It’s more productive to say whether the emotional content works for you or not.
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When engaging in this discourse, I ask us all to avoid disparaging others’ credibility if their opinion differs from yours. This sort of attack happens from all positions.
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There are plenty of forces in the world destroying others. Let’s be a force in the world that builds others up—no matter their positions on a pop culture franchise.
Grace and shared humanity—let these guide your fingers as you type out messages to your fellow human.
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“I’m all for the personnel serving with me to express what they’re feeling, but,” begins Jellico. “There’s a time and place for it. And that time and place is not on my bridge during a crisis.”
Kovich sits still, peering at Jellico through his glasses.
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“If we’re thrust into a chaotic situation, the survival of my ship and crew depends on the orderly implementation of my commands by my bridge crew,” Jellico explains. “I would expect the same of my own child during a crisis.”
“So you are a father?” Kovich asks.
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“Yes,” Jellico replies. “I have a son.”
“Have you ever been with him during a crisis?” Kovich asks.
“As a matter of fact, I have,” Jellico answers. “The Cairo was about to enter into a pretty nast ion storm.”
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“Did you have a specific program in mind?” Saru asks.
“Perhaps, you might show me Kaminar?” T’Rina replies.
“It would bring me great joy to show you my home,” Saru replies, excited. “Uh, Zora. Please run program Saru 1.” 1/5
Simulated grains of sand vibrated into form beneath Saru and T’Rina’s feet. The hush of the tide streaking the beach conspires with the whisper of the trees to pull their anxious minds.
“In here, it is almost possible to forget about the danger the DMA poses,” T’Rina says. 2/5
“I am sorry that your home is in danger,” Saru says. “I know too well the pain of—of not being able to return to one’s home.”
T’Rina nods. “The scent is—intoxicating.”
“Ah yes,” Saru says. “The kelp is almost ready for harvest.” 3/5
Soji leans forward, her face incredibly still, her eyes wide. “Do you—regret what you did?”
Jurati tilts her head, confused.
“To Bruce,” Soji adds. 1/8
Jurati’s lungs stiffen as if a lightning strike rattled through them.
“You—you don’t have to answer that,” Soji says. “I—I just sometimes blame myself for Picard’s—well, I’m so thankful you and Dr. Soong could give him a second chance.”
Jurati stood up and left the table. 2/8
“Oh,” Soji says. “Okay.”
Jurati sits back down with two a drink. “A special concoction I affectionately call a Sour Rios.”
Soji picks up a glass. “What’s in it?”
“Better not to ask,” Jurati says, smirking as she takes a swig. She gently places the glass on the table. 3/8