This is why the internet is a dangerous place. Think on
this: Angela Bassett and Rosario Dawson as captain and first officer in a Star
Trek series. Read it again, dammit, ‘cause you ain’t heard me. Rosario Dawson… and Angela Bassett… and Star
Trek.
Read THIS,
then join me in my ready room.
Reality…can only handle so flippin’ much because the
imagination is constantly poking at it. Poke, poke, poke. Stretch, stretch,
stretch. A finger inside a plastic bag.
Bryan Fuller, sir, you do not speak of such things, you do not even JOKE of
such things, and expect life to proceed “business as usual.” You goosed life.
Goosed it good. I’m typing this swinging
my legs like a kid and eyes so wide I can see through concrete. In my younger
days Star Trek was my religion. To this day I still get reverent when I hear strains
of Vulcan harp. The Glorious Revolution would lack luster if not for Jim Kirk’s
“In every revolution there is one man with a vision” speech (“Mirror, Mirror”
ep; YouTube that sumbitch). Trek was creative, Trek was cool, Trek was Gawd.
Amen, I say unto you, amen.
But you, sir, who’ve been a part of Trek’s success before, had
to go and say you’d love to see a new Trek series, hell, get Angela Bassett and
Rosario Dawson to star, why not; while here in Detroit during a cold and bleak
and ugly winter in which I’d sell all of humanity for a heat-giving lump of
coal, I look on the internet and see your article. I spazzed way past publicly
acceptable levels. Which is why I risked
the wrath of copyright infringement to create this:
Give us this… and FOX
can have all the teen-porn/snuff films as TV
shows/intellectual-retardation dross they want. I don’t frikkin’ care, because
I will personally be in front of the television precisely one hour on a
specific day every week per week, and that’s whenever Star Trek: Federation (my
idea totally, came up with it before DS9, premise: anthology show about life in
the Federation, copyright, pat pending) is scheduled. Tweak the deets. Yours
doesn’t have to be an anthology show. If you get Bassett and Dawson it can be
about the captain and first officer staring at the view screen for an hour
saying, “Yup, that’s space. Lot of it.” I don’t care.
Just for the love of all that is wonderful seeing as how
reality has been torn asunder make your offhand, pipe dream, here’s fairy dust
for my unicorn to snort remark so!
Please, Gawd, make it so. I can’t go back to anything the
way it used to be now.
Bryan Fuller is Galactus, the Destroyer of Worlds.
Damn internet.
