I was not “sad” hearing of Leonard Nimoy’s death.

Stop. Polarizing title. Bear with me. Let me explain a little.

I’ll start by copying/paraphrasing my tweets on the subject of Leonard Nimoy’s death on Friday, May 27th 2015.

I wasn’t sad. Leonard Nimoy passed away in relative peace, after a long, creative and possibly rather awesome life. Definitely a full life. I watched a lot of Star Trek, as with many others Spock was one of my favorite characters for various reasons, from being smart to the “Vulcan Death Grip”1

But no, I’m not actually sad.
Some reasons for that might be:
– I didn’t know him personally.
– He didn’t die with having a great deal of uncompleted works. He didn’t die of a tragic accident or anything like that.

Yes, he was a great man, and the world is worse for not having him anymore.
But we do have his legacy. An awesome one of that.
I for one am glad we have it. He has all my respect for what he did.
My sincere condolences to any who actually knew him.
But sad? Eh. Not REALLY.

Which brings me to an interesting point. We’ve had, naturally, quite a few celebrity deaths in the past months, years. Even if we don’t want to think about it, they are not actually immortal.

And I get how some people are more touched by the life and work of one or the other celebrity than others. Some people are more sad about “Spock” being gone than others.

You know what? That’s totally fine! And if you need a hug because he’s gone, I’ll totally give you one. Three.

One observation irks me though. In the past, people have stated their disdain for people mourning celebrity deaths like the loss of a family member. Or claiming that it’d depreciate the death of a random person or the “proverbial starving child in Africa” or any single victim of a civil war, etc.

Some of these, especially the very vocal ones, now publicly cry rivers about the death of a celebrity they apparently think was worth more than others.

I’ll be right here, judging them.

So yeah, I am not actually sad about Leonard Nimoy’s death. That doesn’t mean I’m happy about it. Or that I don’t respect anyone elses grief about it. I do.

Hell, I’ll be on the business end of that sentiment rather sooner than later, when a celebrity dies whose books I pretty much devoured between age 16 and 25, until I caught up with his writing. I’ll probably have to take the week off when that happens.


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We are the Borg

There comes a time when we hear a certain call
When the ‘verse must come together as one
There are races trying
And its time to send the cubes to Earth

The greatest gift of all

We can’t go on pretending day by day
That someone, will soon make a change
We are all a part of a great Borg family
And the truth, you know,
Borg is all we need

We are the Borg, we are the Collective
We are the drones who make a brighter day
So lets assimilate
We will add all of your
Bio and techie
Distinctiveness to ours.
Adapt or die!

You have no choice, your culture will adapt
And you will service the Borg forever!
We will assimilate you, become one with us.
All resistance is futile in the end!

When you’re facing is, there is no hope at all
Buit if you do believe you can escape our grasp, wel wel wel well
Please do realize resistance is futile
So let’s stand together as one


Rudolph the Red Shirt Ensign

You know Savik and Chapel and McCoy and Spocky,
Sulu and Chekov , Uhura and Scotty,
But do you recall?
The most famous crewman of all?

Rudolph the red-shirt ensign
Had a very flashy shirt
And if you ever saw it
You would fear he’d bite the dirt
All of the other crewmen
Used to laugh and be right mean
They never let poor Rudolph
Join in any away team

Then one boring mission brief,
Jim Kirk came to say,
Rudolph with your shirt so bright,
Won’t you lead my team tonight!

Then all the crewmen loved him,
And they shouted out with glee:
Rudolph the red-shirt ensign
You will soon be history!


Have a long and prosper Christmas!

The Next Generation music (bad pun intended)

What if Status Quo had rocked the mid-2nd millenium instead of…ya know?

A paid vacation on an asteroid
Captain Kirk flies into the void
You’re in the starfleet now
Oh, oh you’re in the starfleet, now

Now you remember what the draft man said
Don’t wear a red shirt or you are dead
You’re in the starfleet now
Oh, oh you’re in the starfleet, now

You’ll be a hero of the whole quadrant
A five year patrol is all you want
You’re in the starfleet now
Oh, oh you’re in the starfleet, now

Alien faces as you wait to land
But once you get there no one gives a damn
You’re in the starfleet now
Oh, oh you’re in the starfleet, now

Photo torpedo flying over your head

Phaser beam flying over your head
If you want to survive beam out of bed
You’re in the starfleet now
Oh, oh you’re in the starfleet, now

Exploding console in the dead of night
The ensign calls : “Stand up and fight!”
You’re in the starfleet now
Oh, oh you’re in the starfleet, now

You’ve got your phasers set to kill
Your finger’s on the LCARS but you’re not sure you will
You’re in the starfleet now
Oh, oh you’re in the starfleet, now

Light’s are failing and the ship’s a wreck
Is this illusion or a holodeck?
You’re in the starfleet now
Oh, oh you’re in the starfleet, now


Or maybe the Village People?

Where can you find pleasure
Search the ‘verse for treasure
Learn science technology…

Uh. I think that one already IS all about starfleet.


Longing for whales

One of the many interests I’ve pretty much always had is whales. I’ve read a German translation of Moby Dick as a preteen, saw the Gregory Peck movie around the same time.

I vaguely remember seeing a dolphin show at an amusement park when I was a kid, I’ve always liked aquariums and it’s difficult to get me away from penguins, seals or walruses at zoos, especially when they’re active. Or sharks. Or whatever.

So whenever I had the opportunity to go to an aquarium, I went. Denmark, UK, New Zealand, Virginia Beach, etc.

But even befor that, whales were special. I had non-fiction books on whales, I watched the occasional documentary or movie if it just involved whales. I think that’s part of the reason why Star Trek IV is one of my favorite Star Trek movies.

I don’t think I ever thought I’d actually see real, big whales out in the wild. They’re not exactly commonplace in Germany or wherever I’d been in the first 20 years of my life, but then I got invited to visit a friend in Seattle in 2006. I’d already had my flights book when we had to cancel the whole thing due to him becoming a father for the first time. Would’ve been awkard because the day I’d arrived was the actual birth day of his daughter. Or within a few days at least.

Needless to say, while happy for him I was angry at the fate and the world, because one of the things we might’ve done while I was there: Go watch Orcas. Actual black and white beautiful whales in the wild. Even if only from far, that would’ve made my decade.
So I sulked around and talked to a friend on instant messenger who tried to console me and told me to find another trip somewhere beautiful. Googled a bit and said “How about Iceland? Iceland has whales!”
So I booked a trip to Iceland and reserved a seat on a whale watching tour on one of the days with nothing else planned. I was giddy with excitement, right up until the moment the telephone in my hotel room rang and the receptionist told me the trip had been called off due to bad weather.

Iceland was absolutely gorgeous, though.


The next time I even considered the possibility of seeing whales was on my trip to New Zealand in 2013. Unfortunately we didn’t find any whale watching opportunities on our North Island round trip, and we didn’t catch any whales on the week on Norfolk Island afterwards.

What consoled me a little was the fact that we saw a school of dolphins on the boat rip to White Island. Seeing those beautiful creatures swim, jump and frolic all around as felt magical.




And my first time snorkeling (Emily Bay, Norfolk Island) also made for an awesome experience and nice pictures.



Right now I’m working on my next attempt at seeing whales in the wild, planning for my trip to the US west coast followed by 5 days on Maui. Hopefully catching a whale or three in my lens and finally having that experience.


Well, maybe not that trippy, even though that’d be might cool.