Trekkies and Trekkers alike will get starry-eyed over this eclectic mix of essays on the groundbreaking original Star Trek series. Star Trek writers D. C. Fontana and David Gerrold, science fiction authors such as Howard Weinstein, and various academics share behind-the-scenes anecdotes, discuss the show’s enduring appeal and influence, and examine some of the classic features of the show, including Spock’s irrationality, Scotty’s pessimism, and the lack of seatbelts on the Enterprise. The impact of the cultural phenomenon on subsequent science-fiction television programs is explored, as well as how the show laid the foundation for the science fiction genre to break into the television medium.
|Publisher:||BenBella Books, Inc.|
|Series:||Smart Pop Series|
|Product dimensions:||5.90(w) x 8.90(h) x 0.50(d)|
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"Ella, stop talking and get back to work" snappes my second period math teacher, Mr. Gunther after the third time of saying so.<br> "God he's such an idiot" complained Alexandira, my best friend "how does he not get the fact that this is so important"<br> "Well according to my mother it's not either" I repy "she doesn't care about what I think or she would have listened to the words I actually spoke".<br> "I really wish I could go with you" Alex whispers after Mr. Gunther gives us a look "ninth grade really sucks, he<_>ll being 15 sucks".<br> "I know right, but still anything could be better that this fate" I whisper back.<br> There was the sound of a gasping snort as Evella, the Queen of the Barbies tried to keep her laughter in along with her little squad of brain sharers, Aleena and Haley.<br> "Well wherever you go you'll be a freak just like you are here" hissed Evella.<br> I balled up my fistes under my desk and tried to calm my sudden burst of anger. I wanted to punch her so hard that she gasps and chokes on her own saliva as i break her nose. Where is all this anger coming from, the rational voice inside my head asks, but I am too da<_<mn aangry to care. It's a really good thing I am good at hiding my feelings because the plan that I have, nobody would like and everyone would try to stop me.<p> ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ <p> The second period bell rings and I wait for Alex to leave with the reasurance that I will catch up and also for Evella to leave the room. As Evella is stepping out into the hallway I say "that's a really hidious giggle you've got there Evella". She whirls around to face my with an equally as hidious look on her face, it's a wonder she's so popular. <br> "What did you just sa--" <br> SMACK! CRUNCH! <br> For an instant there was bliss. No pain, all quiet, slow motion. And the look on Evella's face, bloody and shock mixed with pain. The drug-like simtoms for the victory coarsed through my vains. But just as quickly as it came everythinf was back to normal and it was chaos<br> The people that loved Evella ran to help her, shooting me nasty looks but the people who she had sh<_>it on laughted along with me. My victory did'nt last long because my english teacher Mrs. Engale pushed her way through the crowd to me, furious. <br> "Ms. Gale you may march yourself up to the Office young lady" she hissed " go now or someone will escort you".<br> When I got there the secritary gave me a disaprooving frown and pointed me down the hall to Mr. Arch's office, the vice principle. As I walked down the hallway I passed the nurses office and i stop to hear the raised voices on the other side of the door.<br> "She j-just puched m-me for n-no reason" wailed Evella, her voice muffed by the tissue that was probibly at her nose.<br> "Yeah I saw it" said the voice that sounded like Aleena. I heard a whimper and another sound that was too quiet to hear. I push away from the door, I was disgisted and I had heard enough. <br> I knock on the door of Mr. Arch's office. "Come in" says a gruff male voice. "Close the door behind you" and I click the door shut.<br> "I know why your here but I would like to hear it from you before I decide your punishment" says Mr. Ash.<br> I tell him the story and as it goes on he has to compose his face to hide some sort of emotion. Amusement!? But why? Before I get the chanve to ponder he gets to the point.<br> "You are suspended for the rest of the week" <br> Well he<_>ll.