I don't do art, but I will say that Dostoyevsky=/= Solzhenitsyn=/= Bulgakov=/= Radzinsky. Four writers, with totally different styles and totally different messages. None of them write like Russians, they write like people who want to share their individual visions. Not Russians. Humans.
This is the kind of question we used to debate over a bong when I was in college.
And my response is, why does it matter? You write as an individual, not as a racial/ethnic collective.
Well, if she was married, underage, a lesbian, or a total jerk in non-Trek related things, you probably made the right choice.
If, however, she was pleasant and friendly, I will yell at you, too.
I'd be more worried about spiders. Not that I'm scared of them, it's just that sometimes they startle me, especially in the shower.
Then I'll slip and die.
Yeah, I read that back in my Trekkie days. He had a reputation as a genuinely nice individual. But then again, he was Canadian, so maybe he was just being polite.
The Star Trek death that hit me was James Doohan - I saw him when I was in college (he used to speak about Trek, and he usually brought a blooper reel), and when my kids were still in school, he used to show up every year at the local highland festival.
Yay! Now look into renters' insurance. (It's pretty cheap.)
I did that after I watched The Ring, only with the biggest knife that I had in the kitchen.
The only reason I can't post one cuter is because I don't post the grandkids' pictures.
(I do think that it would be interesting if she and DeeDee ever met. Not very good for humanity or the fabric of space-time, but interesting.)