The prompt this week for our writing group is "an account of a visit to a fictional place." The first thing that came to mind was a Star Trek episode I had seen years ago. I think it was called "Spectre of the Gun". The Enterprise was transported back to the old west. I remember really enjoying that particular circumstance. I decided to write a piece based loosely on that premise. I have taken some liberties with Roddenberry's Star Trek, so don't be too critical.
Mr. Spock: "Captain, it appears we are in a geocentric orbit around the planet earth in the mid 19th century. As the current technology is primitive, we will be undetected by the population.
Capt. Kirk: "Interesting. Isn't that the time period of the fabled North American old west? Gunfighters and gold rushes?"
Mr. Spock: "Yes, Captain, it was a time of lawlessness and acquisition."
Capt. Kirk: "I have a romantic fascination with that time period. Find us a location in the American west that will provide us the opportunity to observe without violating the prime directive. Let's go down and take a look, purely for scientific purposes. Get Dr. McCoy and a some obscure red shirt and meet me in the transporter room. Mr.Sulu, you come too. Mr. Chekov, you have the console."
Mr. Chekov: "Aye, sir."
Captain's Log Stardate 3842.4: We have transported to the surface of Earth, on a ranch near Virginia City, Nevada, in the year 1859. The detail consists of myself, Mr. Spock, Dr. McCoy, and Mr. Sulu. The red-shirt crewmember (Ensign, I have no idea of his name) of our landing party transported directly onto a bed of serpents that Mr. Spock has since identified as Western Diamondback Rattlesnakes. Since that genus has been extinct for several hundred years, Dr. McCoy has no antidote. The crewman's body has been transported back to the Enterprise. Do you know how much Star Fleet paperwork that creates for me? Sorry, Captain's Log, that was rhetorical.
Mr. Spock: "This ranch is called the Ponderosa."
Dr. McCoy: "How the hell did you know that, Spock?"
Mr. Spock: "I am of superior intellect. And there is a sign over the gate. It seems to be some sort of breeding ground for a species of bovine creatures."
Dr. McCoy: "Like your mamma?"
Capt. Kirk (chuckling): "No, these are a food source. I had real beef as a youngster in Iowa. Wonderful. Though you would not appreciate it Spock, being vegetarian."
Mr. Spock: "Eating other creatures is illogical."
Dr. McCoy: "So is only mating every 7 years."
Mr. Spock (ignoring McCoy): "The ranch is inhabited by five men. I detect no female presence."
Dr. McCoy: "Crap, we have landed in Suluville."
Mr. Sulu: "That is a myopic view."
Mr. Spock: "The residents appear to be a man and his three adult sons."
Dr. McCoy: "Curiouser and curiouser."
Capt. Kirk: "You said FIVE men."
Mr. Spock: "They appear to also possess a slave, who performs all the traditional female functions of this time period. He has a similar racial and genetic makeup to Mr. Sulu."
Dr. McCoy: "These jokes just write themselves."
Mr. Spock (ignoring McCoy): Slavery was an accepted practice in this time period. Illogical, considering the rallying cry of that society was freedom and liberty.
Dr. McCoy: "Well that explains their lack of use for women here in Suluville."
Mr. Spock: "They travel by equine. Though the weight of one of the riders grossly exceeds the load limits of that particular beast of burden."
Capt. Kirk: "Pretty fancy ten gallon hats."
Mr. Spock: "Captain, while they are undoubtedly excessively large hats, the function of which I cannot determine, their capacity is considerably less than ten gallons."
Capt. Kirk: "That is just a figure of speech, Spock. An exaggeration of the size of the hats."
Mr. Spock: "Hyperbole seems to be an essential part of your culture. For instance, when Dr. McCoy discusses his medical qualifications.
Dr. McCoy: "Pon Farr you, Spock."
Capt. Kirk: "The older, grey-haired, one reminds me of a Star Ship captain I met years ago."
Mr. Sulu: "The young one is quite handsome."
Dr. McCoy: "Keep your phaser holstered there cowgirl. What do you want to do, build a little house on the prairie?"
Mr. Spock (ignoring McCoy): Fascinating. There exists some vigilante code that gives these particular citizens carte blanche to randomly administer the death penalty to any fellow inhabitants that infringe on them in any way.
Capt. Kirk: "That is true. I have read about that. It is called frontier justice. It applies to the theft of any possessions: livestock, gold, horses, even women.
Dr. McCoy: "Safeguarding of women does not appear to be a priority here in Suluville."
Mr. Spock: "No trial? No due process?"
Capt. Kirk: "I guess the word justice is subjective."
Mr. Spock: "Barbaric."
Dr.McCoy: "Jim. Does that frontier justice apply to trespassing?"
Capt. Kirk: "Most certainly."
Dr. McCoy: "Then I suggest a hasty exit. Four riders heading this way, primitive weapons drawn. I don't know about you, but a dead Vulcan in Nevada, though satisfying, might violate the Prime Directive."
A bullet pings off a boulder very close to Dr. McCoy's foot.
Dr. McCoy: "Damn it Jim. I'm a doctor, not a gunfighter."
Capt. Kirk: "Kirk to Enterprise. Scotty, Four to beam up. Now!"
Scotty: "Aye, Captain."
Captain's Log Supplemental: A short visit to earth's surface revealed that mankind has not evolved significantly in 400 years. We just have better weaponry now. Instead of eliminating those that violate our canons one by one, we now have the capability to eradicate entire worlds. I, personally, would be very at home on the Ponderosa. Except for the lack of females. Jimmy Kirk likes the ladies.
5 comments:
That is absolutely hilarious! One of the funniest things you've written! I am duly impressed and, as you know, that's not easy. I've seen Saturn through my telescope.
Who knew Star Trek actually explored Cowboys and Aliens, kind of. Funny read though. Love ya! Carly
Funny! Yeah, I definitely remember that Western episode. It was a good one.
Nice work, Rick! Entertaining and funny...
Good take on the characters. Enjoyed that read, thanks Rick.
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