Stargate Sojourn   Leave a comment

All right.  I’ll confess. I was a diehard Stargate SG-1 fan.  Not so much Stargate Atlantis, although I adored Rodney McKay.  There was nothing false about him; he met at the intersection of reckless bravery and shameless coward.  And Stargate Universe?  Highly underrated.  It wasn’t as lighthearted as the other two, but it made you think.  I’m also a fan of Robert Carlyle.  

I digress.  Back to SG-1.

All the cast members on that show shared a real chemistry, and it could be serious and funny at the same time.  The gate spun as if a Wheel of Fortune, upon which the SG-1 team gambled their fates each time with each threshold crossing.  Stepping into that endless whirling stream of psychedelic colors gave Jack, Sam, Teal’c, Dan and and whoever else they dragged along, the appearance of  a magic tunnel ride, forever in length. Yet, when they came out on the other side, it was as if they were out for a Sunday stroll, only two seconds later, if that.  Okay, they were armed to the teeth and occasionally they’d have to dodge flying missiles, unknown assailants, and, of course, those pesky Goa’uld.    

Now it’s time to go home.  Either Jack’s gang saved the day or got the hell out.  They’d go flying back, hurling their bodies through the stargate once more, fighting against all odds to dial the correct address to open that slurpy rush of wormhole matter.  Correct me if I’m wrong, but it wasn’t entirely unheard of to have alien weaponry zing through that very wormhole.  And again, traveling that eternal length of wormhole only took, what, two seconds on the return trip.  Hmm.

So tell me: how’s that possible?  Do wormholes stretch and contract?  Now, I haven’t yet had the opportunity to leap through one of those and find out for myself, although it is on my bucket list.  I am of the opinion that wormholes are a function of time meeting distance.  Sort of like pulling the middle of a length of chain, and the ends become closer.  Time is the chain, in this instance.  Yes, I know, the chain is the same length, but suppose there was a way to skip across from one end to its opposite?

The stargate connected to other stargates in the universe, offering limitless opportunities for adventure.  And convenience.  Take, for example, who taught all those off-world races to speak English so beautifully?  Was one of the Ancients, say, a past life of Noah Webster?  Their history, beautifully preserved in the pyramids of Egypt, could have traveled through those wormholes and planted the seeds of English to the ancient Saxons.  Ancients pierced the mind of Earthly citizens everywhere, giving rise to English’s seeming dominance throughout the globe.  Bilingualism is an Ancient trait.

When I’m stuck at my desk, going adrift staring at the pile resting on it, I long to take a journey through a stargate.  Perhaps one day on lunch break, during a mind-clearing stroll through the park, fluttering leaves in the woods might attract my attention.  A bend of branches in a peculiar manner carves a path to a smoldering circle, holding open its gate to unknown possibilities, as vast as space.

I wouldn’t say no.  I’d go.

Posted February 26, 2014 by seleneymoon in Sci-Fi TV Shows

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