Watching the first part of Star Wars Episode II was like watching your computer boot up. This was Star Wars pulling itself up by its own boot straps. It will be interesting to see if part three is superior to Episode IV, and as such will be the climax of the saga, or whether Episode IV still holds that accolaide. The beauty of Episode IV, I always thought, was that it is so theatrical. In its own sweet way, it's actually quite thespian. There is so much trash in it. The only flaw, (and this shows how almost perfect it is as a movie in my eyes) is the overuse of the phrase "Where could they be?" just before the escape from the Death Star. Of course, George Lucas' intention to give the series a spiritual dimension was slightly marred by the missed opportunity to have Luke die at the end of Return of the Jedi and be resurrected by his father. After all, Lucas seems to have given Anekin an immaculate conception. By the way, the name Kenobi was probably inspired by Kenobites, the desert hermits of North Africa, a dagobah is a Buddhist temple in Sri Lanka, Yoda is, of course, probably yoga and the Veda is one of the sacred texts of Hinduism.

Here's the deal. Homosexual men have sex with women. Making reference to pleiotropy to strengthen the argument in favour of a gay gene does not wash because clearly sickle cell anaemia is an affliction in some environments but the sickle cell is a boon in malarial environments so the affliction may propagate; hence pleiotropy. But homosexuality, if it exhibits the same pleiotropic affliction/boon requires one important qualification (the same as in the case of sickle cell): namely, at some point men have to have sex with women. Do gay men have sex with women, do gay women have sex with men? I think so. And if you're going to argue the case for a gay gene, you have to posit it.