Someday, we will be working for them.  

Sarcasmistress 46F
220 posts
6/27/2006 6:14 am

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6/30/2006 7:26 am

Someday, we will be working for them.

A friend sent me this link and I thought it worthy of passing along:

[Edit: I cannot get the link to work right, so just go to Google video and look for "Ryan v. Dorkman." Trust me, it's worth it.]

Basically, two high school kids filmed themselves having a light saber battle. And in fairness, the choreography on this sucker is better than some in the last three abominations that were passed off as Star Wars films. It's nice to know that Lucas' indulgences in narcissism (for the love of GOD, let someone else direct!) have not destroyed pure geek love for Star Wars.

I have affection for these kids because I was one of them. In junior high and high school, I was always the new kid and, to add insult to injury, I was a fat nerd girl whose mother dressed her to avoid all interpersonal contact.

Moving and changing schools each year left me with a quandary. I usually ended up in the gifted or advanced placement programs in every school, so I had a decision to make: do I want to be friends with the girls in class or with the boys? To be friends with the chicks, I had to develop an unhealthy adoration of a member of Duran Duran -- and since I was always new and the last to pick, I *always* got Roger Taylor, damnit. If I wanted to be friends with the guys, I had to learn to speak their language, which in the 1980s was Star Wars, Star Trek, Battlestar Galactica, and the like. Having two older brothers who were much larger than me and, by default, controlled our television viewing put me at a natural advantage; I had grown up being force-fed original Star Trek and by 13 knew far more about the show than was healthy. So, it was really a no-brainer. Any red-blooded American teenage girl who *didn't* want the attention of the boys in the class needs mental health help.

This has carried over into my adulthood. I had to give up on Star Trek after Gene Roddenberry died and Rick Berman and Michael Piller just slapped the "Star Trek" name on every crappy enterprise (pun intended) to give immediate credibility and an automatic fan base. And, honest to God, you do not want to get me started on Star Wars. It makes me angry, and you wouldn't like me when I'm angry. In the last few years I've become a huge Buffy/Angel/Firefly/Serenity/Anything-Joss-Whedon-Touches fan. I find this makes people look at me strangely, which amuses me so.

I go to DragonCon every year -- seriously, it is my Christmas/New Years/Birthday/Super Bowl. Since about 2001 I've been going mostly for the Buffy stuff. In 2003, I was at the bar at the Hyatt when a guy in full Stormtrooper regalia comes up to me and offers to let me wear his armor. While I thanked him for the offer, I had to decline as I am more of a rebel alliance kind of chick. Then he saw my Buffy Track badges and had the nerve to say, "Oh, that's cute."

Excuse me? Did I hear you right? A forty year old stockbroker dressed up as a stormtrooper is actually being condescending to me?

I'm sure he's out of the hospital by now.

In any event, I suppose there was no real point to this post, except to say this: most nerds I knew in high school are now lawyers, doctors, computer engineers, or just ridiculously rich. Mock these boys if you will, but just remember that someday, they may be your employer. Be careful who you mock, because nerds have long memories, and as the old Klingon proverb says, revenge is a dish best served cold.

marywannado 43F

6/27/2006 8:50 am

Ahhh, Duran Duran,

PrincessKarma 43F
6188 posts
6/27/2006 12:06 pm

Ummm... I've forgotten most of my Trek lore, but I can still give the Vulcan salute

The Big Bang was the mother of all orgasms.PrincessKarma

DoubleHelping4U 51M

6/29/2006 1:30 pm

"It is very Speeeece"

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