Worf actually has been seen on-screen commanding the Enterprise.
In the closing moments of the Season Four episode “Data’s Day,” Data arrives on the Enterprise bridge to assume command of the graveyard shift and relieves Worf, who is in command of the Enterprise and seated in the captain’s chair.
Meanwhile, the sequel to Abrams Trek has been pushed back (surprise) 11 months:
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It was summer,
I think, when
I met you.
James had introduced me to your brother and we were standing by your front steps when I noticed these two little boys fighting down the street. The one little boy with the cornrows beat down the other kid then pulled his pants down and left him crying in the street.
I looked over at your brother and said, “That your little brother?” He kind of shook his head in exasperation, “No, that’s my little sister.” You were eleven years old.
I remember you.
Sarcastic. Acerbic. Funny. Me an
as a snake. All of those things.
Living down the street from my grandmother.
Running wild with the other neighborhood kids. For reasons I’ll never understand, you adopted me, the way people take in strays.
You fed me laughter and sunlight. You were my friend.
You were my family.
Batman and Robin, and, more often than not, you were Batman. Between the two of us, you were the brains of that operation. Full of questions.
Bursting with answers.
And I was a goner.
I loved you.
As with my actual life, Concrete Jungle is full of evil people who do wonderfully noble things and good people
who benignly incorporate some level of hypocrisy and corruption.
With people who love without sacrifice.
It is ruthlessly, giddily cynical with a dash of hope tossed in, hope being the most invented part of
the piece. It’s got crime and sex
and politics and ancient mysticism and modern religion, with heaping doses of black humor and wrenching terror.
And, threaded through the complex layers, it’s got what I know to be true.
Just a l ittle piece of
it. Maybe that’s enough.
As great an admirer I am of Jackson’s amazing talent, I have absolutely no doubt, none whatsoever, that Jackson has been sexually molesting if not
sexually assaulting minor boys for decades.
Th is
Penn State graduate assistant allegedly happened upon a six-foot-two, 200-pound, fifty-something year-old silver-haired man, naked in a shower with a naked 10-year old boy–by account of the indictment–pressed up against the shower tiles while the man sodomized him.
The picture that graphic language creates is horrifying.
Yet, I am persuaded this is precisely what Michael Jackson has been doing most of his privileged adult life.
Many of Jackson’s victims were delivered, eagerly, into his hands by parents who either knew or suspected what Jackson’s actual motives were, but who were either starstruck or were positioning themselves to make money off of him.
This is evil.
Don’t parse it, don’ t excuse i
t. It’s evil.
These stories, competing for the top headlines last week along with the sexual misdemeanors of GOP presidential candidate Herman Cane, describe a schizophrenic America whose moral compass is subject to the prevailing climates of social acceptance.
Why was America so horrified by Sandusky while Jackson remains, in even my memory, a kind of tragically beloved figure
?
At most every point of Cain’s quixotic c andid
acy he has left clues, dropped breadcrumbs, indicating, clearly, that his is a political send-up, a satirical candidacy.
From quoting Pokémon (not making this up) to modeling his “999″ tax plan on the tax pan from the video game Simm City, to his embrace, last week, of the rather infamous Koch Brothers, to even the alleged scandal over sexual harassment, breaking into song when asked about it–if you step aw ay
and put all of these pieces together, it becomes amazingly clear: Cain is having fun at our–and America’s–expense. He is selling books and ra
ising his speaking fees through the roof.
He may actually be doing a lot more.
The one thing he is not doing, however, is running for president.
Holy Cow. Just visited Rick Perry’s website– it looks a LOT like Barack Obama’s ’08 site.
A couple years ago, I came up with my one and only original story idea for Star Trek,
which I just tossed in a drawer and gave absolutely no thought to until I was approached, for whatever ungodly reason, by IDW, seemingly out of the blue, to develop something for them.
We were not talking specifically about Trek, but IDW had the Trek franchise, and I said, “Oh, hey—you guys do Trek, right
? Well I only have one idea for Star Trek, but I’d really like to do it.” So I pitched them the idea that later became Star Trek: Inquisition, which w as to be
a three and then later five-part story. But a couple things happened: first, Paramount bounced the story as too edgy and controversial.
Then, Abrams Trek came along and re-shaped the landscape.
My story is TNG Trek.
Once Abrams Trek became a going concern, director J.J. Abrams had the right to approve all Trek-related material, even stuff like my one idea which had absolutely nothing to do with what he was doing.
So now we had to appease Paramount and Abrams, and the window for TNG material at IDW narrowed as Abrams Trek’s release date approached. That window remains narrow.
I always thought the best of Trek raised more questions than it answered.
I hardly consider this script the best of anything, but
the story does attempt to raise questions, not answer them.
It’s too Worf-specific to make a good movie, but it might have made an interesting set of episodes at one point and, I think, a fun comic book arc.
Whatever it might have been, it is my one (and so far only) idea for Star Trek. I would have really enjoyed writing this.
For more than two decades he has petitioned the governor and received a drawerful of legal forms
and denials for his trouble.
The Reverend Promise Y.
Lee, Th.M., pastor and founder of the Relevant Word Christian Cultural Center in Colorado Springs, spent the formative years of his adolescence in general population at one of Colorado’ s maximum
security prisons.
Pardoned: A Judicial Memoir is a true story of a 15-year old convicted of second-degree murder and left to fend for himself among hardened criminals and predators within America’ s penal
system. Written by my friend, Promise Lee, Pardoned is in development as an independent film project, and I’ve helped out with some early draft scripting.
One other thing I forgot to mention:
The Captain America film never challenged Cap’s ethics. This was, to me, the stake through the vampire’s heart. America is a tough proposition.
Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness means negotiating a tedious slalom between enumerated powers and
enumerated rights.
Captain America embodies those American ideals while existing, in practical terms, within the balance of those rights and powers.
To spend x-million dollars producing a Captain America film and omit the centrality of the character’s symbolism suggests a bankrupt Pow!
Zapp! idiot mentality I’d hoped was banished forever by Batman Begins.
The film should have had meaning. It should have treated the Nazis as more than the Penguin’s henchmen (as both X-Men and X-Men First Class did). Captain America: The First Avenger could have been more than just a fun hour and a half at the movies.
It could have meant something, said something about who we are and how hard America truly is.
Instead, it chose to be a car
toon. In this cynical, paranoid post-9/11 America, the film could have been the answer to the Bourne movies.
It could have reminded us of who we are, or, at least,
who we say we are.
Whoops. Well, maybe next time.
They re-booted the DC Universe
? ALL of it?! I am hearing gonzo numbers… Will they last
? Are the books any good
?
Every time you set aside continuity you create a class of reader who will not invest, viscerally, in the reboot.
Jump ing-on po
ints create jumping-off points, and fans feel cheated for having invested decades in the old continuity only to now have it set aside.
Aren’t they devaluing their own assets by saying nothing matters
? They are also creating a class of reader who will simply skip what they
are doing now and wait for the next reboot.
This is a problem similar to that of collected editions and trades– people sit out the monthlies and wait for the
trades.
But, by not supporting the monthlies, they deprive the publisher of numbers sufficient to warrant a trade.
Amazing…