☐ You deserve one after listening to us talk about it all these months
☐ We admire you
☐ You are Isaac Asimov
☐ You are totally illogical
☐ You might contribute if we're insane enough to try this again
☐ You tell us
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To study the Vulcan culture properly, one must live on the planet, in personal contact with the society. This has not proven possible for the author, who has been forced to reconstruct a culture from the behavior of a single individual living among those of a different culture, and, indeed, of a different species.
The basic structural element of all known cultures is the family unit. There is some evidence that Vulcan family life is patterned around the nuclear family, or parent-child group. Our subject has shown evidence that he was on terms of some familiarity with his parents. He must either have lived with them, or else have seen them fairly frequently. On one occasion, he showed distress regarding his lack of communication with his mother, (1) implying that he was near her frequently.
The most efficient alternative to the nuclear family is the group rearing pattern, such as is often practiced in socialist societies. In such cultures, the children have minimal contact with their parents. Even if they are permitted to visit each other, the majority of the children's time is spent with their peer groups.
The subject has never spoken of any other Vulcan besides his parents. It seems likely, had he been reared with a peer group, that he might have mentioned them. This, however, is conjecture, as the subject rarely discusses himself or refers to his background.
A second alternative to the nuclear family is the extended family. This generally includes all of the blood- and marriage-tie kin of either one or both parents. This pattern is most often found in cultures where there is a strong interest in the reckoning of relationships, and where family ties are stronger and more effective than overall social controls and legal actions.
A relationship depending upon the reckoning of descent seems unVulcan. The function of keeping track of genetic relationships, one feature of the extended family system, most certainly could be performed more efficiently and more accurately by a computer. The protection-aid-dependence pattern, which is basic to this institution, is unnecessary in a mechanized society. One need not depend upon one's kin for labor aid, or for help in raising a dowry for one's children. Nepotism, and the entire system of clan solidarity and mutual backscratching, would have no place in an ability (rather than power) oriented society.
It is likely that Vulcan naming patterns are not related to family descent. The inheritance of a family name, practiced in most human cultures, has its source in emotional needs, and hence is illogical. At the time when the Vulcans began their selective breeding program, it is probable that they made a conscious effort to eliminate all such emotion-based features from their culture. Although names are useful tools, the first name-second name pattern, such as humans use, is not logically necessary.
Among Terrans, the second name also serves to distinguish among the multitude of Jims and Leonards. Possibly the Vulcans avoid this difficulty by seeing that no two children are given the same name. It is more likely, however, that for purposes of records, a systematic form (perhaps a number) follows the easily verbalized single name.
It is interesting to speculate that "Spock" is not actually a Vulcan name, but rather one adopted for the convenience of humans. When questioned by Leila, (2) Mr. Spock admitted to having "another name" (not necessarily a first name) but quickly followed this by saying that she could not pronounce it. This could explain the fact that his StarFleet record does not list any other name for him. (3)
The most important function of the family is the raising of children. Mr. Spock may never have been a "mischievous small boy," (4) but no humanoid species produces young fully socialized at birth. Indeed, among the most important traits of humanoids is their generalized (rather than rigidly predetermined) reaction patterns, and their great capacity for learning. Surely Vulcan children must be socialized—taught the mores of their culture. Even unemotional young must do things unacceptable to the fully socialized adult.
One feels a slight sympathy for an adult trying to train a child without the crutch of "Because I say so." It is possible that the Vulcan culture has no taboos that are without a logical basis, but even so, constant explanation can still be wearing. In discussing why one eats certain foods, or needs a particular amount of sleep, humans easily descend to a ridiculous level, and logic perforce gives way to common sense. Very few human six-year-olds are interested in logical reasons when something conflicts with what they want. Children do not always respond to reasoning, although probably Vulcan children differ in this respect. One might ask whether the "want" pattern is visible in Vulcan children, even if they have less emotional reactivity than their human counterparts.
The suggestion has been made that mind-touch may be used in the instruction and discipline of the young. This theory deserves serious consideration. Undoubtedly, it would be a distasteful and jarring process to enter contact with an untrained, undisciplined mind. Probably such contact would be as painful to the adult as to the child. The devious trails of childhood reasoning can be confusing to humans; even Vulcans might not care to explore them too deeply.
In addition, it is likely that the Vulcan mind touch is not strong enough to be used consistently in this respect. The subject himself has described it as a low degree of telepathy (5) and has stated that it is considered a very private and personal thing, to be used with great care. (6)
Vulcans are a practical people. Although to some, their efforts to prevent war by eliminating emotion may seem like cutting one's throat to stop a nosebleed, one cannot deny that they have been straightforward and efficient. It is doubtful that physical discipline would be used in childrearing. It is antithetical to the Vulcan attempts to eliminate violence from their culture, and, in any case, it would be useless if the children have the ability to block pain which is found in adults. However, training through shame is apparently widely and effectively used, as witness the inner-directed nature of Mr. Spock. It is likely that both admonition and approval are used in discipline, although among such undemonstrative people as Vulcans, one does not expect to find approval bestowed lavishly.
If, as we suspect, Vulcans do have rigorously suppressed emotions, then the question of socialization becomes even more interesting. When and how does one begin the training in suppression? The adult would probably begin an infant's training by failing to respond to "display" or attention-calling cries. If one may validly compare Vulcan children to the known examples of love-deprived human children, it is not surprising that Vulcans, unexposed to love in infancy, should mature into adults with stunted emotional capacities, regardless of genetic patterns.
Rigid early training can produce a socialized child with great efficiency. During the training period, however, children often manage to select activities and topics of conversation which completely flabbergast their elders. These things are unacceptable within their culture, but have never been specifically forbidden, probably because they would never occur to an adult. How many human parents tell their children not to eat ants, for example? General, far-reaching prohibitions and rules are effective, but cramping to the development of an inquisitive, alert mind, and in any case, they can never cover all possibilities. There appears to be an excellent chance that Vulcan children might, by their actions, produce acute embarrassment in adults.
As a corollary to this, since kin relationships are probably of minor importance, it would presumably be the duty of any mature Vulcan to supervise and correct any child whom he was with, regardless of relationship. This is a logical development of the need for rapid socialization of the young.
Even more interesting than the problem of family structure and socialization is that of cultural release. There is no Earth culture which does not offer temporary release, of one form or another, from its self-imposed restrictions. Presumably, some such outlet must also exist in the Vulcan culture. Of course, Vulcans are not human, and this argument may therefore be invalid. Yet it seems incredible that any sentient species could produce a culture so perfect that it needed no escape valves, no loopholes for the relief of anti-social impulses. Such a culture is almost unnerving to contemplate, and the mind boggles at imagining the super-beings who could function within it. On first acquaintance, Vulcans may appear to have achieved just such a lofty, serene dimension. Upon longer acquaintance, however, discrepancies appear which indicate control, rather than absence of, emotions, and hence the pertinence of this question.
One important Terran cultural outlet is the use of strong drink, with its attendant pleasures and ills. Most Terran cultures have produced some form of alcoholic beverage, from brandy to fermented mare's milk. But alcohol has no effect upon the Vulcan. Our subject, Mr. Spock, has commented rather acidly on the values of alcohol (7) and claims that he derives no effect from its use. Yet surely there is some form of depressant or stimulant which would have a parallel effect upon Vulcan body chemistry. Those who support the theory of feline Vulcan ancestry have suggested that catnip might have an invigorating, not to say intoxicating, effect upon them. Since catnip is a Terran herb, and its known effects are on Terran felines, rather than Vulcan ones, this seems unlikely. However, native equivalents, used in the period before the radical reforms which produced modern Vulcan culture, might well still be remembered, and even used in secret by some social elements.
It seems quite wonderful that some ambitious young human biochemist, driven a trifle berserk from excessive exposure to Vulcan superiority, has not calculated the necessary formula and brewed up the equivalent of a Vulcan vodka. The havoc that such a drink would cause among unsuspecting Vulcans is rather tempting to dwell on, although they could probably counter-act the bodily reactions, were they aware of what was being done. (Most unsuitable thoughts for a supposedly sober and objective anthropologist.)
In the area of cultural releases, the Vulcan technique of mind-sharing offers another field for consideration. We have been informed that it is exhausting and emotionally shocking. The practitioner must lower all of his cherished and defended personal barriers, and immerse himself totally in another's mind. Deep empathy is difficult and traumatic for a Terran; how much more so then for one who assiduously avoids communication on such a level? If the union were with a disturbed mind (and presumably this would include all humans, to some extent) no doubt the burden and the distaste would be even greater.
And yet, one wonders. Perhaps, despite its unpleasant aspects, the mind-touch technique offers Vulcans a possibility of emotional contact within accented social patterns. Assuming that Vulcans do not repress their pleasure in the physical, is it possible that in the moment of intercourse, at the height of physical intimacy, Vulcans permit their precious barriers to slip, in order to enjoy the doubled pleasure of mind and body, of each other's delight? Is their public denial of emotion, and of emotional release, compensated for by immersion in the mind/body of another, however privately it may be done?
Another possibility also presents itself. If it is true that mind-sharing is not part of a socially accepted release pattern, still, there may be aspects of it which do not conform to the public image given. An overwhelming blast of emotional contact might bring catharsis, almost orgasm, to the frigidly controlled members of that culture. Dare we conceive, among perhaps the deviant fringe, of mind-sharing jags, on a par with the LSD parties of our own culture? Is it possible that groups of "anti-social" teen-agers get together for trips into one another's minds?
This is a fascinating thought, although Vulcans are unlikely ever to be persuaded to confirm or deny it. Such activities would be likely to take place on the verges of their society, and the practitioners would strive to avoid calling attention to themselves.
This discussion has not touched on the most extreme form of cultural release, that of insanity. Vulcan forms of insanity must be very different from ours. They need not necessarily be in the direction of human emotional releases. Perhaps such releases would be something peculiar, possible only to a Vulcan. After all, fission-sexual animals do not have incest taboos.
A myriad of unanswered questions remain, upon which only the vaguest of speculation is possible at this point. The author looks forward to the additional information on Vulcan which will soon become available.
1. "The Naked Time"
2. "This Side of Paradise"
3. "Court Martial"
4. "Squire of Gothos"
5. "A Taste of Armageddon"
6. "Dagger of the Mind"
7. "Conscience of the King"
IN PREPARATION:
Concordance to people, places, and star dates.
Edited by Dorothy Jones.
ALL MONIES TO GO TO THE TRANS-OCEANIC FAN FUND (TOFF)
Contact Bjo Trimble, [Address Redacted]
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The foundation of Vulcan culture is the absence of emotion. Since their almost suicidal planetary wars, Vulcans have bred themselves selectively to eliminate emotion from their species. Upon superficial inspection, they have succeeded. However, there are telling indications that, although Vulcans may be far less reactive than humans, they do have some emotional reactivity.
According to Commander Spock, a Vulcan-human hybrid, Vulcans have no emotions. This is in direct opposition to observations of Leonard Nimoy, well-known human scholar of Vulcan psychology. Mr. Nimoy states that Vulcans have a definite degree of emotional reactivity, although it is far less than the normal human level. In Mr. Nimoy's opinion, the effect of Vulcan selective breeding, at least in part, has actually been to strengthen the inherited capacity to suppress and control behavioral manifestations of emotion. Mr. Nimoy's opinions cannot be disregarded lightly, although one trusts that Vulcans have a slight "edge" on knowledge of their own reactions. It is possible that the Vulcans themselves do not know the answer—that they lack true self-knowledge. It is also possible that they have, intentionally or unconsciously, lied, although the logical rationale for such deception is difficult to find. One must depend upon other factors as signposts in considering this crucial question.
All data are based on the reactions of a single subject; therefore, great care must be taken in generalization. The fact that the subject, Mr. Spock, is known to feel emotions is not a reliable basis for argument, since it is possible that all the reactions which he demonstrates derive from the human portion of his ancestry.
By far the most significant clue, in the opinion of the author, was revealed in a remark Mr. Spock made at a time when he was under abnormal stress. According to Mr. Spock, on his planet love and emotion are considered ''bad taste." (1) At the same time, he said that he felt shame because of his friendship for Captain Kirk. Apparently, the Vulcan culture harbors such emotion-laden concepts as "shame" and "bad taste." Further, the frown of society, which may be of greater force than legal punishment, is brought to bear on something which we have been informed does not exist. It must be hypothesized, therefore, that, although they have a great need to deny it, Vulcans do experience emotions.
A point which supports the above thesis is the fact that the Vulcans can experience emotion vicariously, through the mind-touch. Whence comes the capacity for such experience, if they themselves have no emotions? And there can be no doubt of the reality of such shared experiences, if Mr. Spock's behavior during his contact with the alien life form known as the Horta is a just example. (2)
It is interesting to examine Mr. Spock's statement that he has spent his entire life learning to control his emotions. (3) From this and other statements, (4) one infers that Vulcans practice techniques of mental and bodily discipline similar to those of Yoga. These techniques result in an enormous self-control; they are Vulcan, and the implication is that they were not developed solely for the training of Vulcan-Terran hybrids. It is strange that such extensive training patterns were developed if there is nothing to control.
This thought also applies to the hormonal control which enables Vulcans to "turn it off, unless they want it." (5) If this hormonal control is acquired, rather than a part of their evolved genetic inheritance, one must ask why such patterns are needed.
There is a possibility that Vulcans experience non-human emotions, whose nature is such that they could not be satisfactorily explained to humans, even did the Vulcans desire to do so. An apt analogy might be the old one of explaining the concept of color to one blind from birth. For this theory, of course, there can be no verification. Even the sharing of minds might not be adequate for the comprehension of something so qualitatively different from normal human experience. The human nervous system might be physiologically incapable of receiving such emotions.
It is the firm conviction of the author that Vulcan emotions do exist, however unlike human emotions they may be, and that these cannot be ignored in dealing with that planet's sentient species.
1. "The Naked Time"
2. "Devil in the Dark"
3. "The Naked Time"
4. "Errand of Mercy"
5. "Mudd's Women"
A doctor named Leonard McCoy
Found great and continuous joy
In arguing through,
With a Vulcan he knew,
The where and the whichness of why.
The Vulcan commander, named Spock,
Took pleasure in vexing the Doc.
"McCoy," he could say,
In his logical way,
"Your cerebrum shows signs of a crack."
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Copyright Sherna Comerford and Devra Michele Langsam 1967. All rights are assigned to the authors and artists responsible for the material, and nothing may be reprinted without their written permission. In that case, it would be appreciated if Spockanalia were credited as the source, and two copies were sent to the editors.
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First panel: A male crewmember holds a fainting female crew member in his arms. He is saying "Blech!"
Second panel: In sickbay, Spock tells a distraught nurse, "But, nurse, it's only blood!"
Third panel: Spock and a crewmember face each other with a drink on the table between them. The crewmember asks, "That's a Bloody Mary?"
Fourth panel: A notice that reads, "To: All Enterprise Personnel. From: Dr. Leonard McCoy. Re: The present shortage of medical supplies. All personnel are requested to donate one pint of blood, or what have you."
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We would like to express our appreciation to those who helped us to produce this 'zine. Our thanks go to our contributors, many of whom did much more than "merely" contribute, and also to those whose help was invaluable, but whose names don't appear on the contents page: Brian Burley, Jacob Langsam, Julius Postal, Steve Silverberg, Mike Viggiano. We are grateful to Robert H. Justman, Associate Producer of STAR TREK, for his encouragement and help, to Juanita Coulson, whose enthusiasm, encouragement, and hard work was infectious, and especially to Gene Roddenberry, who started everything.
Addendum
We would like to add a special acknowledgement to Jay Langsam, for his generous, unflagging help with the mimeo work on this third printing, and to Deborah Langsam, for her help with all the work.
Frodo lives!
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Art by Sherna Comerford, Devra Michele Langsam, and DEA
by Sherna Comerford
(The scene opens on the spacious bridge of the USS Undersize. Captain Curt is in his control chair. At the helm is Lieutenant Solo; the navigator is Lt. Smiley. Also on duty are First Officer Swock, Lt. Alura, and several others who are busily looking efficient.)
CAPTAIN: Sensor readings, Mr. Swock.
SWOCK: Affirmative, Captain. Sensors report a series of protoplasmic bodies, ranging around 61 kilos each, at a mean temperature of 37 degrees Centigrade. They appear to be moving actively.
CAPTAIN: In space, Mr. Swock? Can you account for this?
SWOCK: (fiddles with dials) Affirmative, Captain. The sensors were focused on the female yeoman's quarters. I believe Doctor McA. was the last one to…
CAPTAIN: Er…yes, that will do, Mr. Swock. Are there any signs of those anomalous readings we've been getting recently?
SWOCK: Negative, Captain.
CAPTAIN: Where is Dr. McA.?
ALURA: I believe he's on the ski slope, sir.
CAPTAIN: Just a moment, Lieutenant.
CHORUS (everyone except Captain and Swock): Yes, sir!
CAPTAIN: Lieutenant Alura, we have a dozen recreation rooms on board this vessel. We have a theatre, and we even have a bowling alley. But I refuse to believe that we have a ski slope.
ALURA: I didn't write the script, sir.
(COMMUNICATOR) Spott to bridge.
CAPTAIN: Curt here, Mr. Spott.
SPOTT: Ach McFain weare wot i' hight nicht daft wee mear.
CAPTAIN: Mr. Swock, did you understand that?
SWOCK: Affirmative, Captain. With my Volcanoan hearing, I was able to distinguish one word and two prefixes, which lead me to the logical conclusion that he said, "Captain, I've just discovered the reason why our equipment is always breaking down at the critical moment."
CAPTAIN: Why, Mr. Spott? Is it sabotage? Do we have a traitor on board?
SPOTT: Dinnae frish ye ken o'gennell, faith.
SWOCK: He said, sir, that we have termites.
CAPTAIN: Curt to pesticide lab.
(COMMUNICATOR) Lieutenant Flit here, sir.
CAPTAIN: Lieutenant…
CHORUS: Yes, sir.
CAPTAIN: Lieutenant Flit. I want a pesticide that will free this ship of termites. You have one hour.
FLIT: Captain, such a chemical has been mathematically proven to be impossible.
CAPTAIN: All right, two hours. Curt out.
DOCTOR McA.: (entering bridge) You wanted me, James.
CAPTAIN: Yes, Boney. What do…
DR. McA.: (interrupting) Well, look who's here! The jolly green giant!
SWOCK: Dr. McA., you are behaving like a human.
DR. McA.: And don't you forget it! I've been wondering about something, Swocky, old boy. What are Volcanoan women like?
SWOCK: In what respect?
DR. McA.: Posterioventrally. By the way, Mr. Swock, considering the impossible genetic situation, how is it you were born?
SWOCK: Dr. McA., logically…
ALURA: Captain! I'm getting a signal.
CAPTAIN: Let's hear it, Lieutenant.
CHORUS: Yes, Sir!
(COMMUNICATOR) You are now boldly going where no man has gone before. We will not be responsible for the consequences. This is a recording.
SWOCK: That is totally illogical.
SOLO: If he says that word once more, I'll lose my mind.
SWOCK: Mr. Solo, you are not behaving logically.
(Solo stands up straight, a beautiful (albeit foolish) smile lighting his face. One hand is at his side, the other across his chest.)
DR. McA.: I believe Mr. Solo thinks he's Napoleon.
SWOCK: Mr. Solo is alone in his opinion.
SOLO: (sings) O Solo Mio…
ALURA: He's doing a solo.
CAPTAIN: He looks sallow.
SOLO: You have no soul.
DR. McA.: (hands him a pill) Swallow!
SOLO: (struggles with the pill, finally gets it down) That's pretty hard to take.
SWOCK: Likewise these puns.
DR. McA.: Why Mr. Swock, are you making a joke?
SWOCK: Affirmative, Dr. McA.
DR. McA.: But jokes are illogical!
(Swock's eyes widen slightly. His chin rises half an inch. It is clear that he is extremely agitated.)
SWOCK: Doctor, it was not my intention…
(From beyond the hull of the ship there is heard a roll of thunder.)
…I was not actually…
(On the bridge, above the heads of the crew, gather black, angry thunder clouds.)
…I appear to have made an error.
(Swiftly and cleanly comes the stroke of lightning which cuts down the hapless Volcanoan. Maniacal laughter sounds in the distance. Blackout.)
Whoops!
Why couldn't Captain Pike use Morse Code?
("Menagerie")
Why didn't the ultra-violet parboil every living thing on the planet?
("Operation: Annihilate")
How did Spock manage to record two different time-lines on a single recording?
("City on the Edge of Forever")
Why can't anything be perfect?
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THE BULLETIN—MORE FUN COMING: In June, we learned from Star Trek's Associate Producer, Robert H. Justman, that the tentatively scheduled season opener (September 15th) will take place, in part, on the planet Vulcan. We have since learned that the show, "Amok Time," was written by no less an author than Theodore Sturgeon. In the course of the program, Spock will meet his assigned wife, for the purpose of satisfying the Vulcan septennial mating drive. Vulcans—or at least Vulcan males (at the moment. we're not quite sure which)—must experience sex every seven years, or die.
We have been told that the story is handled with the same care and skill that made Star Trek our favorite program in its first season. Look out, September 15th—here we come!
AND NOW A WORD OR TEN FROM OUR SPONSOR: We are eternally grateful to the people who pick up the check for our favorite program. However, it has come to our attention that small but important segments of action are cut from the broadcast received in some cities, especially those in the parts of the country that get their master broadcasts from New York City. The time gained is used for additional commercials. The most blatant example discovered thus far is in "Dagger of the Mind." Only a fraction of the audience saw the approximately thirty seconds that showed Spock become entrapped in Van Jager's mind, to such a degree that Dr. McCoy was forced to tear him free physically.
This scene was not vital to the action of the plot, but it was quite important in the development of the characters of Spock and McCoy. It also was an extremely dramatic moment.
If you would like to protest this commercial padding, write to WNBC-TV, [Address Redacted].
A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT: In "Court Martial," Mr. Spock's rank was given as Lieutenant-Commander. In the third revision of The Star Trek Guide, it is given as Commander. Congratulations on your promotion, sir.
SPEAKING ABOUT RANK: Lest our interest in Mr. Spock make us appear to neglect his companions, it behooves us to say a few words about that other hero. Captain James T. Kirk is a strong, efficient, extremely vital man. He is a very special person, and his command of the Enterprise makes it the ship it is. In his absence, neither the character of Mr. Spock, nor the program itself, could exist. Many thanks to William Shatner for his skillful portrayal of a highly complex character.
IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T HEARD: Leonard Nimoy has one record album, entitled "Leonard Nimoy presents Mr. Spock's Music from Outer Space," Dot # 3794, and one 45 rpm record from Dot, "The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins/Cotton Candy." At last word, a second album was being considered.
Mr. Nimoy also has a starring role in the movie version of Genet's Deathwatch, which he co-produced. Deathwatch is a strong, bitter story, powerfully done and emotionally devastating. It proves, for those who had any doubts, that Leonard Nimoy is a very fine actor.
TREK TROUBLES: According to Bjo Trimble (via Dorothy Jones) Star Trek still has renewal problems. If we want the show to continue (if we want…!) we must continue the campaign. Letters should be addressed to: Mort Werner, Programming, NBCTV, [Address Redacted]. Write soon and often. Good continuing public response is a sine que non for any TV series, especially one in prime-time. If we appear to lose interest, so will NBC.
A LAST WORD: Yeds are aware that when the new season begins, two weeks after our anticipated publication date, many (all?) of our lovely theories will be blown to pieces. On the other hand, we console ourselves with thoughts of all the new material we'll have to play with. Anyone for a Spockanalia #2?
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