I really am getting old, aren’t I? I was looking into the new Star Trek series, Starfleet Academy, a bit earlier. There was a time, not that long ago, when the prospect of a new Star Trek series would have made me ridiculously excited. It would have been all I could think about. I knew how infatuated I had been by the previous Star Trek series, and would be looking forward to that continuing:: epic stories about wonderful characters exploring the galaxy.
Now though, that giddy excitement has been replaced with a deep resentful cynicism. Star Trek is not by any means what it once was: the epic stories it once told us of a United humanity’s exploring the galaxy have been replaced with puerile streams of cliches and nostalgia. I no longer have any interest in watching such tripe. Of course, a large part of the problem is the fact that I no longer respect the country Star Trek comes from. There is no denying the fact that Star Trek is an inherently American franchise, and that the vast majority of its characters are ultimately American. Despite its claims to multiculturalism, the future Star Trek shows us is ultimately an American one, and after so long letting it slide I’m afraid that is a notion which I now find repugnant.
The last future humanity needs is one where America dominates, or at least the America we now have. A future where yanks fly around in star ships, doing whatever they want having dominated all other cultures on earth. I have no interest in watching a television program made by the fools who elected Trump, whose country is now descending into the depths of fascism; a program portraying the world remade in their image, where their culture stands over all others. A future where everyone speaks English in American accents, plays baseball and listens to New York jazz.
While I daresay that I will never stop loving characters like Picard, Worf or Miles O’Brian, the utopian future Star Trek shows us seems repugnant and dystopian under the current light. What we took to be a future of unity now seems like one of dominance and control. Or rather, the culture which such enticing stories came from has now transformed from a bastion of tolerance and opportunity to one of repression, dominance and hatred. The storyteller has transformed, so the stories change too: a realm of unity and acceptance now seems, in this deranged Trumpian epoch, like one of conformity. Contemporary America casts a deep shadow over all of Star Trek, so if Star Trek can be said to reflect America – as it always has – then I have no interest in it.