and this is why we can’t have nice things in fandom.
Stepping away from politics: well, shit, io9 has done it again with the massive fail. Having gone to find Annalee Newitz’s list of economic downfall SF as per a link on Aqueduct Press’ blog, I had to shuffle through a bunch of other stuff first in Google Reader.
If anyone ever asks Bene, you’re such a geek, why do you not have io9 on your Bloglines? This would be why.
It isn’t so much that Graeme McMillan and the peeps there, in some combination of seriousness and facetiousness, think Star Trek would be more palatable to the masses and even to geeks if it were more like Star Wars. In my mind, it’s like apples and oranges; the two serve two different niches, really. Star Wars is a mythos, a grand epic, and Star Trek is political and cultural criticism. It’s…well, it’s like lipstick on a pig, except Trek is totally Wilbur Some Pig or Babe. (Not to mention Star Wars has become a single man’s cash cow that’s nearly milked dry. Trek’s badly off but not that bad off.)
But anyway, we have some boringly trite suggestions that make me wonder if McMillan has any more than a passing knowledge of Trek or maybe just has a slight vendetta against the franchise. One, two, three, four…okay, I can see his point if this is what one wants out of their mainstream sci-fi, even if I disagree immensely, because god forbid people have to think as they watch…
And then we hit number five. I will quote because I can’t trust myself to paraphrase without going into CAPS.
Put Uhura In A Metal Bikini At Some Point
And talking of nerd wish-fulfillment fantasies… As much as you may sigh and pretend that you’re all appalled at such pandering, you know you want to see it. Especially if she’s chained up next to one of those green Orion slave girls.
What? Sorry, I didn’t think I heard you the first time, what was that? Oh, okay. Metal bikini. Chains. Slave girls. And a brief callout for those of us who might protest. Right, I got it now.
Except wait, what the fuck?!
That just isn’t RIGHT. For starters, why do we even have to go there with the bikini? Why? WHY? I don’t understand. Because my mind didn’t go there, and I am motherfucking queer, and I have been a Star Trek and Star Wars fan for over twenty fucking years. And then McMillan has to go make it worse by saying ‘you know you’re all wanting it, don’t deny it’–NO, NO WE’RE BLOODY FUCKING NOT, BECAUSE WE ARE NOT ALL HORNY HETERO SINGLE WHITE GUYS, YOU MORON. Apparently the miniskirts weren’t risque enough, and apparently Carrie Fisher in a metal bikini is one of the top five things about Star Wars. Fisher, whose character at this point has been disenfranchised from her rescue attempt and forced to serve a repulsive slug creature, but who cares about that!? She’s wearing a fucking metal bikini, cue the drool!
But that’s not even the worst part. Even if we are just focusing on Star Trek TOS, and even if there aren’t any other major female characters to put in the Leia position, it’s the black woman who has to wear the bikini. IN CHAINS. WITH SLAVES. And this is presented as an ultimate geek fantasy.
WHAT THE SHIT.
I don’t care if this is completely facetious, it’s just so goddamn oblivious to everything and anything that isn’t the epitome of stereotypical geek bullshit through the ages. Oblivious to the fact that people make lynching jokes about a presidential candidate and others insist that there’s no racism anymore. Or maybe that’s what I want to believe, because the alternative–that it’s intentional–makes me want to puke. Here’s a news flash, McMillan–your readers aren’t solely thirtysomething single white males. We aren’t thick, and no, we can’t take a joke when it’s this fucking offensive.
Interestingly, there’s forty discussions on this post and I haven’t found one that deals with U R DOIN IT RONG. jesus christ. Also, clearly none of them saw the g-string scene in Star Trek V, which is its own pile of wrong.
Nichelle Nichols, Beyond Uhura: Star Trek and Other Memories
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