I dig the Trek. I'm not crazy about it, like my sister Shelley. But I can grok. Earliest memories be me and the fam, sitting around at supper time to see what kinda mess Kirk and his crew were in that evening. Then, a few years later, we'd get these weird satillite feeds of Trek episodes over the old school 'moving satillite' we had back in the eighties. Remember those? Galaxy Five, channel Eight...engage! No commercials, no promos, just the test screen, then Star Trek, episode (whatever), Who Mourns For Apollo? Or They Stole Spock's Brain, or whatever.
Loved the movies when I was little. I remember us all tearing up in the theatre when Spock died in II. You have always been...my friend...sniff...
I dig the new movies, too. They brought back the mini skirts! Logical, indeed.