I do not customarily attend to the news from the social pages, but certain events simply demand that notice be taken. I have just learned that Captain Picard of the Enterprise will be married, and the ceremony will be presided over by Gandalf. The reports did not indicate whether Counselor Troi would offer prenuptial advice, or whether Frodo would be the ring bearer.
Those who are sticklers for the literary formalities will of course protest that Captain Picard and Gandalf inhabit two entirely different fictional worlds, and can therefore no more meet than can Phineas Fogg and Sherlock Holmes, or Samuel Pickwick and the aging Elizabeth Bennett. But it really is true, apparently, that Patrick Stewart will marry his long time partner, and Ian McKellan will officiate. One of the charming quirks of Massachusetts is that anybody can preside over a marriage, just once, simply by applying for permission -- no clerical collar required. I know because one of my sons did precisely that.
These are dark days for those of a progressive bent, and I think we need any little emotional lift we can come by. I for one will lift a glass in silent toast to the happy couple this evening.
