The majority of my day so far has been emotionally and physically excruciating, but I want to appreciate
spatch for listening to me speculate this morning on the subject of whether Voyager's Doctor is Jewish. Obviously the question itself presumes some biographical facts on the part of his creator-template, but I feel the odds are better than not in the case of an AI designer named Lewis Zimmerman who does most of his communicating via sarcasm: "Congratulations. The first trans-galactic phone call." So how does patrilineal descent work when it's photons? Fortunately, since I do not have the space in my life to explore the argument seriously, I am confident the answer is covered by either golem minhag or the same kind of fannishness that runs with the halachah of descent from Magneto. I did check rabbinical opinions on the Jewishness of robots and was entertained that professional-type people also think of Star Trek and whether a golem counts in a minyan. Personally I think that in the era of Zoom shivas and services, a sentient hologram would at least know how to dial in on time. Did this train of thought cross my mind in time to exploit it for Purimgifts? Nope. But it's one of the few things I did with my brain today that didn't make me miserable. And a package from
minoanmiss arrived for my niece, who I will be seeing tomorrow. And that's really nice.
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- 1: I want to show you all the versions of myself
- 2: If you don't want the death of the party after I'm gone, sing one for me
- 3: Once you've gone, remains the question, baby
- 4: That gossip's eye will look too soon
- 5: I left my mind behind in 2015
- 6: Your spirit watched me up the stairs
- 7: Am I just a phantom waiting to be ripped around on shady ground?
- 8: 'Cause your eyes are the green of tornado skies
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