Greetings fair readers. It’s been a strange fortnight, not least given the circumstances detailed below. I didn’t watch any Star Trek, which, to be honest, is a relief. Not that I mind watching it: it’s popcorn for the brain. But I’m relieved that I don’t have to rack my gray matter searching for another way to say that it’s cheap and pathetic. I’ve gone ten episodes and found pretty definitively that it lives up neither to the hype nor to my adolescent memories of the hype. I know a hint when I’m bludgeoned with one, so I’m shelving that project indefinitely. I may just rip through the rest of the series and write something about the whole steaming pile. We’ll see.
Not an exaggeration, either.
No. I keep reminding myself, every time I think "Oh, I wrote an unhinged screed" that there's nothing untrue in there.