I learned how to raise one eyebrow because of Leonard Nimoy. He expressed so much with that one gesture, and I wanted to do the same.
I didn’t realize how much Mr. Spock meant to me until today. I didn’t realize that I would grieve the passing of the man who made him both the most human and the most iconic character of my childhood. Right up until Star Wars came out and changed everything.
But Mr. Spock was still important. He showed me that being smart and quiet were not faults, but traits worth celebrating. He could have been the comic relief, the mocked sidekick, and instead he was the strength of the show, the moral and intellectual center. He embodied geekdom before we knew there were others like us, and we loved him for it. We loved Kirk and Bones, Uhuru and Sulu, Chekhov and Scotty, but we wanted to be Spock.
Watching ST:TOS will never be the same, but I have not wanted to watch it more in the last thirty years as I do today. Or maybe I’ll watch one of the movies, probably II or IV. Maybe not Khan, now that I think of it. That one may have to wait a week or two. The video above almost did me in already.
Mr. Spock always raises the right eyebrow, but I was so young that I just imitated what I saw, and learned how to raise the left. When I realized my mistake, I was in my twenties, and I discovered that I couldn’t raise the right on it’s own. Still can’t. But it doesn’t matter.
Tonight I’m just going to be trying not to cry.