Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

May 24, 2013

Dear Everyone:

Last night’s ARMA (Association of Records Managers and Administrators) meeting was a bit sparse.  Only six people showed up, all of them female.  Although the field of Records Management does tend to be “heavily represented” by women, at least a few guys usually make an appearance, including the Chapter President.  But apparently they all had more important things to do this time.  In addition, the Speaker was late.

So we went ahead and started dinner and had ourselves a lovely little “hen party”.  In fact, we were having a lively, and very interesting, discussion (also known as “dishing”) regarding the relative merits of a particular Document Management system and SharePoint when the Speaker actually made her appearance (traffic in the San Francisco financial district had held her up.)

And talked for well over an hour about “Data Classification and Privacy Issues in Your RIM Program”.  Data Privacy is a “hot topic” these days.  That’s partly because businesses that demanded your personal information for years made themselves a lot of money by selling that information to other businesses.  They also had a tendency to “lose” the information with a fairly distressing regularity until most states and various national government agencies dropped the hammer on them.  This is why you receive envelopes in the mail with teeny, tiny print informing you of the business’s “concern” about your privacy and what they do with your information, couched in terms no one could possibly comprehend.  In other words, they’re still making money off your information one way or another.  Still, she was very well informed on the subject.

In other news…

“Jeannie” and I went to see Star Trek:  Into Darkness last weekend.  We made a point of not seeing the 3D version.  This is a classic case of just because you can do something doesn’t mean you should do it.  The 3D part, I mean.

When Gene Roddenberry first proposed his “Wagon Train to the Stars” in the mid-1960s, he meant to use the original Star Trek (aka Trek Classic) as a “Trojan Horse” to introduce social commentary into his stories.  Initially, the Second-in-Command was a woman, a concept immediately shot down by both the network and the “focus groups” who watched the original pilot.  In his second attempt, Roddenberry’s S-in-C was decidedly male, although nominally non-white (i.e., green.)  But he managed to slip in a Command-level Officer who was both female and African American and who, incidentally, looked great in a miniskirt.  Later, he added an Asian and a Russian.

Not all the stories were meant to broach subjects like racial and sexual inequalities; although part of the fun was trying to figure out what Roddenberry was “really saying”.  Some of them were just good stories.  Others, especially in the last season, were pathetic.  And poor ratings ultimately took the show out.  But not before it reached the “golden number” of three full seasons, the requisite for syndication.

It was in syndication that things took off, prompting the studio, now owned by Paramount, to launch additional series and many, many movies, novelizations, etc. all of which made enough money to justify even more.  But that was over 40 years ago.  The original (never say “old”) actors are no longer “available”.  And movies are, frankly, made for the young (and young at heart.)

So the producers came up with a gimmick that let them follow the original characters with new (don’t call them “younger”) actors.  And, in the meantime, they cheerfully jettisoned Roddenberry’s initial “Trojan Horse” concept in favor of razzle-dazzle special effects and slam-bang fisticuffs.  After all, there is a dark-skinned family living in the White House now.  Can women’s equality be (very) far behind?

They even managed to resurrect a “favorite” villain yet again.  So, if you’re not a hard-core “Trekkie”, you can still enjoy all the youngsters and their fabulous toys.  It’s a good way to spend a hot afternoon in the air-conditioned dark; with popcorn, of course.

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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