This thing you have for Spock, the OTC? Is basically the PRIMEVAL OOZE OUT OF WHICH ALL FANDOM CRAWLED AND EVOLVED, imo. It was that desperate OTC thing, more than any other single factor in the entire known universe, IMO, that led to the evolution of the entire fannish race--we crawled out and got lungs, legs, then stood up and made the wheel and fire and office buildings and cars and the iPhone--the whole of fannish civilization. It is like watching Patient Zero all over again. I am delighted.