Monday, August 29, 2022

The Andorian Incident: Enterprise Retrospective

Ah, here we go... This is one of my favorite episodes of the entire series. I absolutely love Shran and the Andorians. For old-school Trek fans, the Andorians made an appearance in the original series episode "Journey to Babel," as a founding member of the Federation. However, they almost never appeared afterwards, except for the occasional Andorian makeup as a background character. Now, they'll finally get their due.

The episode starts in a Vulcan monastery. The monks are doing Vulcan monk things, which looks like it involves standing around in contemplative poses. Then the door bursts open, and four blue-skinned aliens with wriggling antennae barge in. Cut to the opening theme (which I still like).

On the Enterprise, Captain Archer suggests to T'Pol that the ship could visit an ancient Vulcan monastery on the planet P'Jem. T'Pol agrees, but explains that there are plenty of protocols to follow, including a respectful silence, and the monks might not be welcoming visitors at all depending on the time of month. No, not that time of month; the Vulcans are all male.

The Enterprise arrives, and Archer beams down along with T'Pol and Trip as they continue to establish the Starfleet protocol of sending the most valuable and senior officers down into unknown terrain. Sure, they know it's a Vulcan monastery, which should be as safe as a nest of kittens, but still. It's the principle of the thing. Anyway, the Vulcan elder seems agitated, according to T'Pol, and tells her that the Enterprise crew can't stay. Archer and Trip spot an armed intruder reflected in a vase, and the fight is on. They overpower the blue-skinned antagonist, but the other three show up and disarm them.

It turns out that these Andorians, as identified by T'Pol, are long-standing antagonists of the Vulcans, on a par technologically but with a much more aggressive and suspicious nature. This particular group has been here before, believing the monastery is hiding a deep-space lookout post that is spying on the Andorians. Of course, the monks and T'Pol say that it's nonsense; it's a monastery, not a spy center.

The lead Andorian, Commander Shran, interrogates Archer, suspecting that the Enterprise was delivering supplies and/or weapons to the outpost. When Reed calls down from the ship, Shran informs him that Archer and the others are prisoners and warns him not to interfere in the Andorians' mission. Reed, being a good tactical officer, isn't going to take that from a comm voice, and starts prepping for a rescue operation. Meanwhile, the monks bring Trip to an ancient communicator in the catacombs, which he is able to repair. He gets in touch with Reed, telling him to hold off with the rescue to give Archer a chance to come up with a plan.

Archer does so, and the plan involves allowing the Andorians to beat the snot out of him so he can learn that the catacombs do in fact climb up to the main floor, behind a carved stone face. Since the Andorians don't have transporter technology yet, they aren't aware that the Enterprise can send a rescue team down without a shuttlepod. They do, however, detect the unusual energy signatures, charging in to find out what's going on. Fortunately, Reed's team is already in the catacombs, undetected by the Andorians. Reed gets to blow something up, and the fight is on.

The fight goes into the catacombs as Shran and his first lieutenant descend to avoid the now-greater numbers. In the confusion, an old curtain is torn away, revealing a very modern door with a computer-controlled lock. Archer is able to open the door, and reveals that the Andorians were right; there is a listening post that is spying on the Andorian homeworld. He orders T'Pol to scan the outpost and give the scans to Shran. He then calls the Enterprise and tells them to let the Andorians leave. Before leaving, Shran tells Archer that he is in the captain's debt.

Okay, so there's a lot in this episode. It's got some good action, great characterization, and one hell of a plot twist that probably pissed off a lot of old-school Trek fans. After all, the Vulcans are noble, logical, honorable and honest. Spying on another world? Using a monastery to cover it up? That's about as un-Vulcan as you can imagine. But here, it works. Of course, it makes sense that the Vulcans would indeed be spying on an antagonistic race whom they have been in conflict with before. There are disputed worlds between the two star nations, and long-standing grudges on both sides. Naturally, the Vulcans are keeping an eye on the Andorians. And what better to use as a cover than an ancient, non-technological monastery?

Now, the characterizations. T'Pol is in great form; her calm assertion that the Vulcan elder is 'agitated' draws a wide-eyed response from Trip, who still hasn't learned how to read Vulcan emotional states. She and Archer have a bit of a tiff when he quietly confronts her about her possibly divided loyalties if and when the fighting starts. Her response is the most human thing she's done in the show so far: She almost glowers at him and reminds him that she has never failed to obey his orders, then steals the blanket they were sharing. I really think the showrunners were planning for a potential Archer-T'Pol romance, or at least hinting at the possibility. Of course, it didn't work out that way. But that's for later.

Archer, on the other hand, does some pretty dumb things. He didn't need to get the crap beat out of him to find out about the secret tunnel behind the stone face; he could have sent Trip to look through the stone face's eyes to confirm it. But he does get some funny lines when he's giving the Andorians some 'intelligence.' And his own suspicions of the Vulcans and their intentions are fully validated by the end, when he discovers the outpost. He never trusted them in the first place, which of course would make him and Shran natural allies. But not yet...

Overall, this is easily the best episode so far, just as good as the pilot episode. And it qualifies as the first tiny step in the direction of the Federation. I'm giving it a 10 out of 10.

Saturday, August 27, 2022

Chicken Math and a Neglected Garden

I swear, this blog wasn't intended to be a farming blog. But here we are.

Today was another crazy, busy day on the Sprigg farm. Since it was my 'day off', Honey Bunny and myself decided to do something nice for the chickens who have been stuck in cages and chicken tractors for so long. So, we built them a couple of fenced-in areas where they could wander around and chew up the grass. Two of them; one for the meat birds, one for the layers and dual-purpose birds. Oh, and the bunnies, too.


These are the Orpingtons and Bovins that we've been raising. Notice the two roosters in the middle (the brown ones with white tops and tails). There's a third rooster, who is only partly visible by the chicken tracotr and the plywood pretending to be a door. The bunnies are in the back, near their hutch.


And these are the meat birds (plus our sole remaining pure layer, Pecky Lynch). As you can see, the birds are voluntarily racial segregating themselves; the white birds are all at the far end, except for one rebel who's hanging out near the water, and the others near the front. The black ones (and Pecky) live in the tractor at the back, while the white ones are in their temporary cages that we put in the enclosure at bed time. Sure, it's not the most comfortable quarters, but they're only going to be with us for a few weeks before they take a trip to the freezer.

Meanwhile, I have a garden, too. And thanks to all the livestock issues for the past few days, I haven't spent much time with it except one evening of watering the plants. I de-tasseled the corn today, for which the pigs were grateful. They'll eat anything. Except green beans, for some reason. How am I supposed to get my kids to eat green beans when even the pigs won't eat them?

Anyway, I decided to apologize to the veggies for neglecting them for half a week. Little did I know what I would find...


For the uninitiated, that is a zucchini being held by a nine-year-old. And yes, it's that big. No trick photography. I found a few of them like that. And I was worried that the soil they were growing in wasn't going to give us top-quality stuff. Holy crap, was I wrong.

I also got a bunch of summer squash that just kept growing and growing and growing. Eighteen of them, all oversized and massive. The piggies are going to eat very well here. Beets, Swiss chard, carrots, onions, corn, tomatoes...and pumpkins. Lots and lots and lots of pumpkins. Even the bean plant is growing now.

It's quite a miracle, really. And yet, it's so commonplace. It's such an amazing feeling to go out and see all the things that are happening out there. And I still can't believe that I'm the one doing this.


Wednesday, August 24, 2022

Going Whole Hog on the Farm

It's official: We are farmers. What in the hell was I thinking?



Chickens, and bunnies, and pigs. Oh, my.

We bought them tonight from a family who are leaving the Island and moving back to Ontario. My sincerest condolences to them.

So, the pigs are Peppa (the one with the darker splotch on her neck) and George. Two sows, five months old. The question we have now is, do we butcher them both and sell one of them, or butcher one for our own freezer and keep the other one to breed. After all, we spent the whole day making that pen, and we're going to spend the weekend making the outdoor half for them. I don't want to just have them for a few months after all the work we're doing.

Besides, growing our own bacon seeds from scratch could be fun. And Garrett loves the pigs. I'm sure we'll get pictures of him playing in the pigpen before long.

The electric fence should be interesting; we'll have that up by the weekend, I hope. But we'll need to run some power to the barn to get it to work. Either that, or get a really humungous extension cord. Do they come in thousand-foot rolls?

Garrett experimented with the electric fence when we went to pick up the pigs. He found it to be a shocking experience. You may commence the eye-rolling. I'm old; I make dumb jokes.

So, now that we've got our newest farm additions settling in, it's time to do something more relaxing and head back to work in the morning. It's much more peaceful. And a lot less digging in dirt.