In which the Bathtub Mermaid talks about Star Trek‘s enduring message of hope.
And now it’s 2016, and every social, every cultural step we’ve moved forward seems, at times, to be counter-balanced by a step back. Darkness encroaches upon our lives through politics, through economics, and through civil unrest. Our media – especially our fiction – is filled with heroes and villains who seem to be locked in never-ending battles or filled with zombies, vampires and demons.
Don’t get me wrong; I love fictional horror as much as anyone, but when the darkness, both real and fictional, gets too intense, Star Trek is my safe space (and I’m pretty sure I’m not alone in this). Sure, I’ve seen every episode at least twice at this point, but every time, I find some new nuance in a performance, some new detail in the script, that adds depth.
If macaroni and cheese is comfort food, Star Trek is comfort-viewing, as much because of the familiarity I have with it as because of that message of hope.
In which the Bathtub Mermaid presents a reader’s theatre version of a piece of TNG fanfic. (Star Trek: The Next Generation & the character Data belong to CBS/Paramount. The rest is mine. This is a work of fan-fiction, and no money is being made.)
If you’re an android, there’s room for a LOT of thinking in the space of a single kiss.
No transcript. To read the original story follow the link under Links and References.
Berkley Rose Pearl, as Zoe
Clay Robeson, as Data
Nutty Nuchtchas, as Tasha
Selena Taylor, as Jenna
and me, MissMelysse, the Bathtub Mermaid, as the Narrator.