I love Star Trek.
Well, if you really wanted to be fair, I only love half of Star Trek. As far as the movies go, I’m split down the middle, being a fan of part 2, 4, 6, 8, 10, and 11. TV series: I love The Original Series (own all 3 seasons on blu-ray); loved The Next Generation when it first aired (although I haven’t seen it since, and probably best that I don’t); and I even really liked Enterprise (although there were some horribly low moments in that show).
I went to a convention when I was 13, went to a Science of Star Trek exhibit at the Museum of Science in Boston at some point back in the late 90s, and even went to the Star Trek Experience in Southern California a few years ago.
Yup, I’m a trekker. Not going to deny it.
So of course I had to check out the Star Trek convention here in London a few weeks ago. I went on the Friday so it was rather empty, but that made the experience a little easier to handle. It also made the autographs sessions doable, including the lines for the captains. That’s right folks, all 4 captains were there. William Shatner, Patrick Stewart, and the other two…
So of course I had to go get William Shatner’s autograph. And got it, I did. The experience was short, but making eye contact with Captain Kirk left me feeling completely starstruck.
And yes, there were fans dressed up in Star Trek costumes. But much to my surprise there were actually a few beautiful girls in Star Trek cosplay. I’ll be honest, and I really don’t like saying what I’m about to say, but these girls seemed “too hot” to be Star Trek fans. I know. That’s not very fair of me, but Star Trek still has that stigma of being a part of the deep end of geekdom, and we unfortunately have certain social expectations of what the deep end of geekdom looks like.
Who knows? Maybe with the rise of the geeks, and the new Star Trek movies bringing in a mainstream audience, Star Trek conventions can rise above their image as a pit for lonely nerds, and maybe earn a little more respect and a receive a little less ridicule. It could happen. I remember a time when you would barely see a woman at a Comic Book convention. Now these things are boobs and cleavage to as far as the eye can see.