So, in a SF/F group I follow, the ugly side of geekdom reared its ugly head. It started with a link to an article that accused the Science Fiction writing community of being white racist bigots. Now, I’m more interested in a good story, regardless of the genders, races, religions, sexual orientations or whatever of the characters. I will admit that I am personally not at all interested in reading same sex romance novels. I don’t even like heterosexual erotica. Outside of sex, I really see no difference between “normal” people and LGBT people. (Apparently, I am either an anomaly or people like me are just really quiet. But whatever.)
However, the talk started drifting over to reboots and remakes, and the shouting over the fence resumed. Me? I don’t tend to like reboots and remakes, though I will usually wait to see them to judge them when they appear. Even when it was my parents’ generation of things being remade, it was a 50/50 chance of whether the original was better than the newest edition.
Now, reboots and remakes are all that seems to happen. And I, for one, am getting tired of my childhood being torn down and remade into things that don’t resonate with me. So, when Battlestar Galactica was rebooted, that’s when I drew a line. I have refused to watch the new series because I want one thing from my childhood to still remain intact. I don’t care how good it is. I was not and am not interested. I would rather read a new author or see an entirely new series than see this. And I want to choose whether I want to partake, not because the masses are all gooey over it.
But no matter how many times I say I don’t want to see something, I keep being encouraged to give in and go watch. It’s a damned fictional TV series. Who cares if I have seen it or not? “No Means No” is not just about sex.
Please respect how I wish to allocate my minimal time to what I want, not what you want. Thank you.