heading straight for a fall

[ekaterinn]

I am currently running around like a chicken with its head cut off, yelling, "I can't decide what to do with my life!" I was supposed to spend this morning looking at PhD programs in English. Instead, I spent thirty minutes on University of Ottawa's website, looking at their human and molecular genetics program. Yesterday I looked up law programs that specialize in Bioethics. Then I considered travel writing.

Somebody, shoot my brain. Please.

Fannishly, though, I'm loving SGA and BSG:


"This is not how you make new friends!" is so my new battle cry. I heart John so much. And Rodney kicked ass too, though I was yelling at him "Pretend to fix it to buy time!" for half the episode. Who knew scientific integrity could be so stupid? And Weir was pretty awesome too. Though I guess Miriam gotten eaten by the Wraith after all, as I think she would have still been in the same building as the evil politician dude. Would be also nice if they tied up couple of the loose ends, but on the whole I liked this episode very much.

However, Battlestar Galactia continues to be the most well-written show I've seen since certain seasons of B-5. Loved, loved Starbuck in this episode. She's one tough cookie. The split in the fleet, with 24 ships following Roslin was also neat, though the geneticist in me kept screaming "you're going to have no viable gene pool at all, you fools!" now that there are two fleets, one with about 16,000 people and the other with 31,000 (not counting the eight remaining Cylons, who may also be split up now).


Going to look up grad programs in English now. I promise.

Comments

[ekaterinn.livejournal.com]

Oh, drat, I forgot the extra zero. That does make a difference, doesn't it? *fixes* But my point still stands! Especially with the all the ways people might get killed, either by Cylons or by human stupidity, like the civilans that were shot under Tigh. I tried to calculate how many women might be pregant, but you're not going to even get population replacement, especially on some of the more cramped ships, until you make landfall and have the leisure and stability to expand your population base.

[ohtori-akio.livejournal.com]

Which means that, as usual, the Cylons are the ones acting rationally with their project on Caprica. I'm starting to wonder if I shouldn't actually root for them.

Actually, that ties into a question I had after last week's episode: How many of the human-form Cylons are there? Not just models, but actual units? And how many Cylons total are there (though this count would be fuzzy, since all their equipment seems to be a life-form too)? I keep wondering if maybe what we think we saw in the miniseries wasn't actually the truth. What if, instead of a blinding assault by waves of overwhelming forces, we actually got a blinding *sneak attack* by a relatively small and focused group? There might not actually be many more Cylons than humans out there...

[ekaterinn.livejournal.com]

Of course, they have the offensive and most of the ground, so it's easier for them to do so. Even so, the human race in BSG is in real danger of extinction, especially when you consider how small 47,000 is compared the billions that must have been living on the planets.

The question of how many Cylons is an intrigueing one. If they really don't have that much more in terms of numbers, that could esplain their need to "be fruitful and multiply" However, they could presumbably make a lot more of the machine versions - but they want human model babies. And more than that, they want them to be half human. Which raises interesting questions - could these childrem really be called machines if they are born from human or carry half a true human's DNA? ("Our child will be half a toaster," said Six to Baltar). What's the line?