The Church of Star Trek

by Alexander Noble

I WAS LISTENING to a podcast from another White nationalist group recently and the host said something I was forced to reluctantly agree with: “White people try to turn everything into a religion.” Personally, I would add “As long as it’s trivial.”

I don’t know about other parts of the country — though I would suspect that it’s much the same — but in the small town Southwest, especially in rural Texas, high school football is the de facto state religion. I’ve often been amazed and disgusted at the sight of grown men, often middle-aged or older, who are so excited about an acne-scarred teenage player with a single-digit IQ that they’re on the verge of wetting themselves. Should you be foolish enough to criticize the team or the absurd obsession with the irrelevant you won’t be a pariah: You’ll slink about dreaming of achieving the social status of a pariah. The team, and the coach, are not to be blasphemed. Blasphemy is swiftly punished, and brutally.

The education of children is just a convenient excuse for the existence of publicly funded schools, and everybody knows it. The real purpose is to provide free child care and cheap sports entertainment, all paid for by someone else. Take those things away, or start charging the parents for them, and the herd would be rioting in the streets for the abolition of compulsory education, or at least demand that the kids actually learn something other than Narrative doctrine.

If you don’t believe me, take an example from my home town. Some years ago a budget crisis made it necessary to make cuts to the public schools. A suggested small cut shared equally by all departments created outrage when it was realized that it would also affect the sports program. This was deemed unacceptable, so an alternate proposal was made: Eliminate the least popular sports program, which was swimming, and temporarily close the natatorium — which would eliminate the shortfall by itself. This was also deemed unacceptable. So, in the end, where did the axe fall? It fell exclusively on the advanced program for gifted and talented students, which was entirely eliminated, resulting in the firing of 22 AP teachers. The rationale was that advanced classes were a luxury and gifted students could learn just as well in the slower classes. As is usual in post-sanity America, the best were considered the most expendable.

On the other end of the coolness spectrum lies the world of Star Trek. Like so many others, I grew up almost slavishly devoted to the franchise. Gene Roddenberry and his crew made a respectable amount of money off of me. As I became older, more mature, and hopefully wiser, I drifted further and further to the Right. At some point a profound realization hit me: Star Trek is blatant Leftist propaganda. It isn’t even subtle.

I had always known that it had a few flaws. Being raised in a conservative household, the existence of the UN-like “United Federation of Planets” hundreds of years in the future was a groaner. The fact that it comprised a benevolent multi-planet, multicultural, multi-species government made it even harder to suspend disbelief. Still, it was science fiction, and in those days science fiction was hard to find, so we overlooked it. We even forgave them for the idiotic space hippies episode that even the most dedicated fans don’t want to talk about.

Still, one begins to see the flaws and logical errors in the programs. In the original series, presumably after three centuries of enthusiastic miscegenation, there is a curious absence of mixed-race people.

Not satisfied with interracial relationships, the programs proudly presented us with inter-species relationships — which when you get right down to it was bestiality. Curiously, the unions resulted in viable offspring, despite the impossibility of species that evolved on different planets being able to conceive together. Their DNA, assuming the alien species used DNA for heredity, would be incompatible. The producers later put a Band-Aid on that by revealing that such offspring required high tech intervention.

Back in the real world, as the decades pass it becomes apparent that the Leftist policies of the present day are doomed to fail, and were likely intended to do so. Yet, three centuries hence, and even later in subsequent series, 1960s liberalism not only still exists, it saves the galaxy on a daily basis. Then there’s the Prime Directive, prohibiting the intrepid explorers from influencing alien societies in any way, which was all about Vietnam War guilt. Obeying the Prime Directive was a guaranteed plot-killer and it was constantly broken because otherwise there would be no story.

There was much symbolism, always as subtle as a baseball bat to the head. Star Trek: The Next Generation introduced us to the baddest baddies in the quadrant: the dreaded and evil Borg. The Borg are a curious bunch. They seemed vaguely familiar to me. They have a hive mind and all think the same thoughts in the same way. Forced assimilation of every species they encounter is their obsession as well as absorbing their essence and everything they possess. It is a society of rigid conformity with no discernible culture. Theirs is a bland, drone-like, meaningless existence that would be Hellish, if the Borg were able to conceive of any other life, which they can’t. Most curious of all, when these oppressors of people and suppressors of culture assimilate an unlucky species, their victims turn white. Hmmm, whoever could the Borg represent?

Not too long ago, I chose to post an article about my conclusions regarding Star Trek on a conservative forum that I belong to, a legacy of my pre-White-nationalist days. I had spent many hours crafting and posting many articles that, to me, were devastatingly good and cut to the heart of the problems that we face. I began to wonder if anyone was reading them. At best, I would get one or two comments, and often none. Cue my Star Trek article. The result was a comment thread that went on 24 hours a day for three days, accumulating over 300 comments, almost all of them outraged and some downright hostile. These were my friends, mind you. After three days the moderator terminated the thread as having gotten out of hand.

It was actually that experience which led to me exploring other opportunities and moving further to the right. My critics reminded me of The People’s Front of Judea from the Life of Brian movie. Always planning and plotting and discussing, but rarely doing. I was amazed that they could discuss life and death issues calmly and dispassionately, but a small slight to a trivial television series resulted in them frothing at the mouth with unrestrained passion. If we could tap into even a fraction of the passion that the herd lavishes on professional sports, or even Star Trek, we would be unstoppable. We must bring equal passion to bringing in the wasted passion they possess. It will take finesse to skewer these meaningless sacred cows, but it is a duty we dare not shirk.

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