(Fair warning. If you’re easily offended or not of age, I suggest you just pass this right by. ::grin:: It’s mostly work safe, but definitely of an adult nature.)
I’m going to totally blame Topless Robot for this debauchery. Well, for starting it anyway. I was just minding my own business today, and the next thing I know, I’m trading #sextrek tweets and linking to the Star Trek Pon Farr Perfume!
But, I’ll admit, it got me to thinking and – we all know that’s never good. When you add in the
demented sex-crazed helpful suggestions from folks on Twitter, this post practically writes itself.
I’m a child of the 70’s and, I still remember watching Star Trek with my step-dad, so … Picture a pint sized GGD laying on the shag rug in front of the TV with her chin on her balled up little fists and feet waiving in the air.
Okay, now. Picture me currently wondering no one in my family considered what damage might be done to my brain due to: people in Red Shirts getting callously disintegrated week after week, some Lothario of a Captain named Kirk courting every STD in the Universe, and completely having her sense of time skewed forever because “It’s gonna take some time” really meant you had to compress 30 minutes into 5?
And people wonder why I don’t wear red, avoid men in uniform and am late everywhere I go?
::grin:: Okay, I’ll be serious a second. Fact is, Star Trek: ToS was one of the coolest things about my childhood and I loved it.
Even now, when I look back and notice things like the cheeseball acting and the “fabulous” sets, I can’t help but enjoy it. Plus, now that I’m all grown up, I don’t have to ask for an increase in my allowance to buy Trek inspired toys.
Think about it? Star Trek managed to get away with all sorts of violence, sex (of all kinds and between all kinds) and humor under the guise of “Science Fiction”. Not to mention, can you ever really hear the words “Captain’s Log” without smiling?
So, in honor of the cheese, I ask you to pause a moment and ruminate on your favorite ST: ToS moments.
Mine? Amok Time. Hands down.
p.s. – @Shagnasty sent this and I giggled, so I wanted to share.
p.p.s. I just heard someone in my client service division use the phrase “Big Bulging Nacelles”. No, I’m not kidding.