There are so many good shows on TV, and so many good movies. The new Star Trek films took me awhile to get used to. The character portrayals are based on fanfiction, which surprised me. It’s a feather in the cap for those writers and fans who have long been so loyal and I think for so long were made fun of that it amazed me to think anyone would recognize their hard work and dedication. But that’s the fun of life, just when you think you have everyone pegged, turns out you don’t and the surprises are mostly good ones.
I have to laugh at the names the fans come up for themselves. It’s fun. I just think of myself as a person who appreciates the arts and also a person who listens for the wisdom, humor, and art of what they are trying to say about people and relationships and the power of the spirit. It’s not like I’m a special part of anyone fan base, although I guess in terms of the science fiction realm, you could say that I’m a trekkie more than not. But I also read other authors like Asimov, H.G. Wells, Ben Bova, etc.
And while I read those, I read other works in other genre’s, like mysteries, and autobiographies, and stories about animals like black beauty, black panther, old yeller, etc. I even read Aesops Fables, Greek and Roman Mythology etc.
What’s interesting in each of them is the portrayal of the human spirit and human nature, when it goes right and when it goes wrong, and when it gets out classed by forces bigger than itself and what we do in reaction to that.
What’s interesting to me in the time I’ve spent here is what happens when people truly believe that they can do something that when looked at after the fact is still incredibly ridiculous. And yet they achieve what looks like the impossible and is and it yet, somehow that doesn’t matter.
For example, the space race in the 1960s. We told perfectly sane Americans that we were going to put them in a suit, with their oxygen and heating (air conditioning) and outhouses connected to them by vacuum cleaner hoses in a tin can and put them on top of a giant bomb and they would fly to the moon, land there, eating food no human had ever consumed before in an environment no human had ever been in before and that they would collect rocks to come back and land by sitting in the middle of the tin can as it became a flaming meteor to land safely after falling farther than a man in a barrel falling over Nigra Falls only to be caught by three parachutes and a floatation device in the middle of the ocean by an air craft carrier when we couldn’t even figure out how to navigate to some islands and not get lost in a storm….. riiiiighhhhtttt. And all this with less computing power in terms of computer help than what is in those copying machines today. We had people lining up for the job right and left. No one thought about the insanity of what we were trying to do. We just were going to do it, end of story… literally.
If we had that kind of faith in ourselves now, and I mean all of humanity, there wouldn’t be problems with sustainability, we’d have that now. There wouldn’t be people dying from the ‘treatment’ of cancer as well as the cancer, because we would have found cures that weren’t slash, poison and burn tactics and cancer wouldn’t be a death sentence any more. If we had the faith of our ability to live in peace and diplomacy and not reach for violence to solve issues, we’d have that. If we understood that every human being on earth deserves health, education, food, water, adequate clothing and shelter and love with the freedom to express what was given positively then no human life would be wasted, ever and think of what could have been that isn’t because of that lack of understanding.
But it’s like somehow we have given up on ourselves. Yes there are problems, but nothing as daunting as going to the moon. And I know one thing about mankind, it really does fly with it’s beliefs. So believe in the best things in life and love and that God is with you, and that you don’t have to wait for heaven, or a miracle, because it’s already here and has been all along all we have to do is believe in ourselves and that we have been given the power to solve the problems before us and that God isn’t out to ’get us’ and that we aren’t going to go extinct any time soon and there isn’t some gigantic planet that is going to smash into us etc.
How did that story start, “It was the best of times and the worst of times?” and it has always been that way throughout all of human recorded history. It is what we decide those times are, that decide how we experience the time we’re in.