I love Star Trek. I remember watching on episodes on Saturday afternoons when there was nothing else on. One of the first movies I remember seeing--and requesting many many times--was Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. But it wasn't until a few years ago when I really got into the show. You see, I was watching Star Trek V: The Final Frontier with the RiffTrax with gigglesthebloody and she looked at me and said, "Jesus Christ, why is anybody a fan of Star Trek?" And then I realized that she was of a very tender age (17 or 18) and she had never been exposed to the greatness of the series. So, we started watching it together.
And because we share a brain, we both fell in love with the show and became instant, unapologetic, fangirls. Every episode was a new discovery of wonderful awesomeness. Every witty piece of dialogue, every smirk from Shatner, every roll of Bones' eyes, became something cherished. My point is that we watched Star Trek without any real expectations, but also from a completely 21st century perspective. On the one hand, this was a blessing. It's amazing to discover and experience something truly wonderful when you're old enough to appreciate it. On the other hand, it's a bit of a curse, as well. Because while there are some great things about the show, there are some truly cringe-worthy and awful moments as well. And no, I'm not talking about Plato's Stepchildren (but I am talking about Spock's Brain eventually).
For me, the worst moments are always, always, always a result of gender politics. The way women are treated on the show is even more startling to my sensibilities because the show can be so completely over the top when it preaches about ending racism and moving beyond that to a more egalitarian society. In Day of the Dove, they don't even try to be subtle about their preaching. And Balance of Terror really only holds together so well because there is the tension on the bridge over the fact that Vulcans and Romulans are clearly related. And it's not just issues of race. Obviously Star Trek covered a lot of ground in a pretty forward-thinking, even idealistic way. Yet, for all of that, they couldn't escape their own context. It was all well and good to preach about racial equality, but there were still apparently only two minorities on the entire ship. And though there was a woman on the bridge, ultimately, Star Trek has a very, very dim view of women that can be extremely difficult to ignore or reconcile with my overall love for the show.
I don't believe that Gene Roddenberry was necessarily the source of the misogynistic views (let's call it what it is). Or at least, not the only source. In The Cage, the first officer was played by Majel Barrett (Roddenberry). Not only was she hot, but she was also pretty damned awesome. Furthermore, all the women wore pants and acted like what I imagine people in an actual military act like. But then, apparently, Starfleet regressed about 200 years in about 2 decades. I'm guessing that when Roddenberry was told to make some changes, that was on the list (though I do not know for sure and hope that anybody more knowledgable than me will clarify). On the other hand, a woman as a first officer (wearing pants) might just be part of the strange dynamic that is prevalent throughout the show. Namely, that while the series will pay lipservice to female empowerment, ultimately, the writers/directors/producers could never, ever envision such a thing, and thus, could not write about it in a series that takes place two centuries into the future.
I don't want to be too hard on them for this. They are a product of their time. But that gets back to my basic problem of trying to deal with the fact that I love the show while I find certain elements (and episodes) amazingly distasteful and insulting. The worst, by far, is Space Seed.
I honestly do not know what to make of Space Seed. Clearly, Khan is a very bad guy and we are not supposed to find him sympathetic. I mean, when the first thing a character does is grab the throat of Dr. McCoy, you know that he's probably not a good guy. To that end, we're probably not supposed to find him at all attractive, reasonable, or sane. That's not a problem for me. And yet...and yet...Lt. Marla McGivers clearly thought there was something pretty special about him. Almost immediately, the dynamic between them became something very frightening and abusive. But the show never gives you any reason to think his actual actions are wrong. In order for the plot to work, Marla needs to fall in love with him, right? It's like the writers were trying to convey "This is how you woo a woman" not "This is how you manipulate and abuse a woman into being your servant." Furthermore, her devotion/love is never truly questioned. There's never a moment where it seems like maybe she could take a step back. To me, the tone throughout the episode is one of acceptance, ie, everybody "accepts" that this is how you should treat a woman, and this is how you keep a woman. Added to that creepiness is the fact that she is completely and utterly hollow. As a character, it's not even fair to call her two-dimensional. But then, what woman on Star Trek is three dimensional? I wish the answer to that was "Uhura," but she's not. Not really.
Spock's Brain is even worse. God, so much worse. First, characterizing the women of givers of "pleasure and pain." As though a woman only has those two functions. She's good to have around when you can fuck her, otherwise she's just a pain. Second, the men (and Scottie in particular) are absolutely, utterly confused by the fact that they have this advanced civilization, but not a man in sight! In fact, Scotty keeps asking who is responsible for it and where are the men. I guess in all their travels, they never came across a competant female engineer? Third, the plot demands that the characters be idiots, because of course, that is the motive to steal the best brain in Starfleet. So of course it's got to be a place full of the women-folk with nary a man in sight. Because if the had a man--a real man--they wouldn't need Spock's brain to keep order! Spock, who isn't just brilliant with a mind like a computer, but is also a true alpha male. Emotionally unavailable, supernaturally strong, uninterested in women (99% of the time), loyal to his captain, clever, musically gifted, quick on his feet Spock. In some ways, he's even more perfect than Kirk, and Kirk, of course, is Starfleet's golden boy. One woman or one thousand women--it doesn't matter. What each one needs in order to be functional and not retarded ("Brain and brain! What is brain?") is a good, strong alpha male to take care of her.
The more time I spend writing this, the more examples occur to me. Wolf in the Fold is all about how far men are driven by their (justifiable) hatred of women. After all, that's why they thought Scotty was capable of cold-blooded murder. And of course, perhaps most outrageous of all is The Enemy Within. Kirk is split into his agressive id and his cool, compassionate Super Ego. Id!Kirk sees Yeoman Rand and immediately has to have her. He attacks her, attempts to rape her, and in as she struggles to get away, she scratches his face. Clearly, the woman was terrified that her captain was attacking her. Later, the woman apologizes and stumbles all over herself to assure him that she would never, ever tell anybody what happened to her.
Um, what?
Either the Federation refuses to prosecute high-ranking officials who are accused of crimes like rape, or rather, more likely given her actual dialogue, she's a good woman who knows her place.
And now it's been like 4 hours since I started this OP and I think I've forgotten the main point. I know there's nothing to be done about it now, 40 years after the fact. And even the liberal, hippy-dippy ST:TNG had a few awkward situations (Troi's bodysuit, I'm looking at you). But it is so pervasive throughout the series, and even plot points, that sometimes it makes me wonder if the awesome truly outweighs the bad.RAND: Then he kissed me and he said that we, that he was the Captain and he could order me. I didn't know what to do. When you mentioned the feelings we'd been hiding, and you started talking about us.
KIRK: Us?
RAND: Well, he is the captain. I couldn't just. You started hurting me. I had to fight you, and scratch your face.
KIRK: Yeoman, look at me. Look at me, look at my face. Are there any scratches?
RAND: I was sure I scratched you. I was frightened. Maybe
KIRK: Yeoman. I was in my room. It wasn't me.
RAND: Sir, Fisher saw you, too.
KIRK: Fisher saw?
RAND: If it hadn't been. I can understand. I don't want to get you into trouble. I wouldn't have even mentioned it!