In defense of Cornwell

admiralkatcornwellfan:

jhelenoftrek:

I just want to offer my thoughts regarding Admiral Cornwell’s actions in the last episode, since folks seems to be up in arms about it.

First, I think it’s important to note just how dire the situation was.  Clinging to principles would have resulted in the death of absolutely EVERYONE.  Like, no shit.  Klingons were going for Earth, and likely then the other Federation homeworlds.  She had it on very good authority (L’Rell) that there would be no retreating, no compromise, no terms. Plus, they’d been witnessing the unrelenting slaughter of innocents and officers for almost two years now.

Would it have been a horrific, awful, devastating atrocity to destroy Q’onoS, yes.  But sometimes that’s what survival is.  It’s not pretty.  It’s not kind, and it’s not principled.  But if there was to be hope of Federation principles ever again, they’d have to survive.  Ultimately, someone has to make that choice. 

At the 11th hour, when that storm of unrelenting death was at Earth’s door and they’ve done absolutely everything else they could think of, someone had to make the call. Katrina saw an opportunity and took it.

Would she, and the other leadership have to live with that decision?  Absolutely, just like Sisko had to live with the action he took to draw the Romulans into his war.

BUT you’ll notice that the MOMENT someone had a more humane idea, one that was still a gigantic risk, mind you – one that could still very well fail horribly still resulting in the destruction of the Federation- she didn’t waver on it.  She didn’t try to scream that they had to follow orders, that stabbing at Qo’noS was the only option.

She said, “What’s your plan.”

Still Starfleet.  Still strong.  Still principled.  The exact kind of person I’d want in charge.

I just can’t reblog this enough …

racethewind10:

booasaur:

Star Trek Discovery – 1×02 || 1×13

#it’s incredible how /aged/ burnham looks when you see these side by side#i just keep watching the bottom right over and over again#that first little head turn where she can’t look#chin tucked – eyes downcast – you can see her try to get it done in one go and fail#it takes passing through that second of blind horror all over again before she can even stand to find out whether she made it out alive#there’s so much fear in that instant it hurts every single time I watch it#it’s all the panic – terror – anguish – denial of the moment bottom left packed into one swallowed down second#and then it just /melts/ into that sad little not-quite-smile#because even that second of relief when she sees living breathing confusion on the other pad can’t touch the place the horror came from#I just imagine how many times she’s thought and rethought that moment – how she could have gotten there sooner – what she could have changed#- what she should never have begun in the first place#and then faced with the opportunity#doing the exact revision of her history she’s dreamed a thousand times over and /succeeding/#and it doesn’t prove her right or wrong about anything that could have happened the first time#because both things did.#and there’s no word that properly wraps up the possibility of triumph driving home past failure like that split second where#for all she knows#she could have failed again#but I do think part of that halfway/almost smile is the realization that#at the very least – no matter how much she might come to regret this choice because of who the woman she saved will never be#no matter how much that day aged her and how much it dented her faith in her own ability to make the right impossible -emotional- decisions#let alone the fact that she’s making the specific decision to disobey her all over again to do it#She did it. Her choice. Her gamble. And she won’t have to imagine every possible way she might have saved her anymore#because she’ll have a real memory of one.  via @menzosarres