“Orson Scott Card hates Star Trek.” That was my first reaction when I read the linked story. Upon more reflection, I can understand where he’s coming from, though. If I was an author whose moderate success has come entirely from flogging the corpse of a young adult novel I wrote decades ago, I might feel somewhat peeved at the inexplicable success of Star Trek too.

Don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy Card’s novels, even those outside of the Ender series, but I never claimed to have great taste in entertainment. I also enjoy Trek in several of its incarnations. As I said, I never claimed to have great taste.

But something about the article just chaps my ass. Maybe it’s the casual dismissal of what’s basically a whole sub-genre of Sci-fi, that has kept possibly tens of thousands of people employed over the last few decades, and entertained even more. Of hundreds of hours of filmed entertainment (of varying quality, to be sure, but a lot of it was great, and some of it sublime). Of millions of fans who found something in Trek that so resonated with them that they found they couldn’t get enough. Of people who were willing to give up their time, effort and money to keep a not-so-great TV series on the air, for fear that if it was canceled, it might mean no more Trek ever.

Or maybe it’s all of those things. But the article paints Card as a callous asshole, and that’s unbecoming of a Christian. And I’ll shut up now.