“Her life could’ve been as rich as any woman’s if only … If only …”
Captain Kirk, Star Trek, “Turnabout Intruder”
For half a century, smug liberals have derided the very last episode of Star Trek, “Turnabout Intruder,” shot after the original series had already been canceled. It concerns Captain James Kirk’s batty ex-girlfriend Janice Lester (Sandra Smith) obsessed with two goals — punishing her former lover and commanding the USS Enterprise.
Because the 23rd Century Star Fleet will wisely prohibit women from captaining a military starship, Janice employs an alien force to switch bodies with Kirk and take control of the Enterprise.
“Hollywood,” Walsh tweeted. “STOP encouraging young women to withstand even a single blow to the head from a male and then disable him with a karate chop.
Naturally her brief tenure on the bridge is a total disaster, which provokes a mutiny by the sharp crew. This drives Janice even madder, resulting in her climactic attempt to murder Kirk, who’s trapped in her body. In the end, Kirk foils her plan and restores their correct bodies. Then the full extent of Janice’s feminist rage becomes evident in her face, voice, and demeanor.
“I’ve lost to the Captain,” Janice cries. “I’ve lost to Jim Kirk!” She then attacks Kirk with a deadly hypo before he easily overpowers her. “I want you dead!” she shrieks. “I want you dead!” She finally breaks down in tears. “I’m never going to be the captain … Never a hero.” Whereupon Kirk utters his final line (until Star Trek: The Motion Picture ten years later, 1979). “I didn’t want to destroy her … Her life could’ve been as rich as any woman’s if only … If only …”
Allow me to complete Kirk’s thought, which no longer seems dated to normal people. “If only she hadn’t been brainwashed by feminist garbage into hating men while striving to be like them … If only she’d realized the eternal value of femininity, wifehood, and motherhood.” Because the genius artists who created Star Trek (the original, not the countless ghastly woke sequels and spinoffs) understood humanity better than the sniggering academia-programmed leftwing brats who mock “Turnabout Intruder.”
I often say, Star Trek was there first. And Janice Lester is here now, in essence, embodying all the bitter shrews in charge of the Democratic Party and consequently the country. These are the women the Republican nominee for Vice President once called “childless cat ladies who are miserable at their own lives.”
Like the writers of “Turnabout Intruder,” despite similar progressive opprobrium, J.D. Vance was right. But it won’t take fifty years to prove it, or any time at all. Last month, Vance’s 2016 bestselling memoir, Hillbilly Elegy: A Memoir of a Family and Culture in Crisis, once again topped Amazon’s Kindle bestseller list. While Ron Howard’s 2020 film adaptation (see my review here) skyrocketed on Netflix.
This is the first presidential election year for a mushrooming conflict. No longer is it only liberal versus conservative, Left versus Right, and fantasy versus reality. It’s also men versus women — specifically, real men versus madwomen.
As the whole world saw last Thursday at the Paris Olympics during the ridiculously brief women’s boxing match between an obvious man and a natural woman, the girls don’t stand a chance. And when they lose, they’ll apologize to their abuser like battered wives — as Italian boxer Angelina Carini did to the man who beat her, undermining brave women champions like Riley Gaines and J.K. Rowling.
Feminist Women Wanted This
Men didn’t want this fight. We were more than willing to go about our business, entertainment, and politics. But for a decade now, each has been culturally ripped away by feminist witches and their beta-male familiars. In private employment, government, and the military, unqualified women get precedence over meritorious men as a matter of policy.
Look no further than forcefully resigned U.S. Secret Service Director Kimberly Cheatle. Her incompetence not only nearly cost Donald Trump his life, but her top agenda was to induct more inept women like herself into the service. This would explain the diminutive, overweight, frustrated female agents trying to get Trump into the van right after the shooting.
On screen and in print, male heroes completely vanished, along with their inspirational virtues of chivalry, panache, and appreciation for female beauty. To be replaced by laughably bad male imitators in once boy-friendly franchises like Star Wars, (see the universally mocked The Acolyte), comic-book movies, and action films. After watching Olympian Carini get her head pounded by a man, military historian Michael Walsh had some sound advice for Hollywoke.
“Hollywood,” Walsh tweeted. “STOP encouraging young women to withstand even a single blow to the head from a male and then disable him with a karate chop. ATOMIC BLONDE was a cartoon fantasy that should never have been made.”
Which brings us to the current presidential race. Nothing could be more illustrative of the new battle-of-the-sexes dynamic than the two opposing candidates. On the Democratic side, you have a cackling inarticulate female who slept her way into politics being hidden from the public while the leftist media remakes her into the new Rosa Parks. The Republican is a world-famous entrepreneur who reshaped the New York City skyline, was a successful President, shrugged off impeachment, cancellation, slander, and corrupt lawfare, and last month took a bullet to the head and raised his fist in defiance.
“I’m never going to be the captain!” sobbed Janice Lester. And Kamala Harris will never be President.
“If ever a city needed a couple of tough guys to bust some kneecaps, it’s Washington D.C. Go get ’em, Slade and Cork.” Andrew Klavan, author of the Cameron Winter mysteries, on my exciting new political detective thriller The Washington Trail, coming out next week. Preorder now available.
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