The lives of mass-media teenagers have gotten a lot more complicated than the days when Archies most profound existential dilemma was whether to go out with the busty, apple-cheeked Betty or her rich, slinky BFF Veronica. Meet Stephen Jameson, who lately has been going to sleep in his own bed but waking up in between a distinctly unamused married couple in another building. Or arguing with the voices in his head, who say stuff like, Just because Im only in your head doesnt mean Im not real. (Of course, thats just what imaginary voices would say, right?)
Happily for Stephen, hes not crazy, just a dangerous genetic mutant the government is trying to kidnap and enslave so his telepathic powers can be used to, I dont know, melt Julian Assanges eyeballs or something. Oh, man, I probably shouldnt have written that. Cant you just hear the phones ringing around Washington as NSA computers call their human masters to report that, at last, the phrases telepathic powers and melt Julian Assanges eyeballs have been found in the same sentence, a clear sign that the Apocalypse is at hand? Im telling you, reviewing TV shows is more complicated than it looks.
Anyway, getting back to Stephen, you NSA guys should note that hes not actually a real person but the hero of The CWs newest wallow in adolescent angst, The Tomorrow People. Which, if youre a connoisseur of teenage grandiosity and paranoia, is not a bad show.
It seems that Stephen, hunkily played by Robbie Amell of Revenge, is unknowingly part of a species that modestly refers to itself as homo superior. Equipped with an extra gene that manifests itself in adolescence and enables them to engage in the three Ts (teleportation, telepathy and telekinesis), its members can do stuff like beam themselves into abandoned subway stations. Remarkably, this isnt as much fun as it sounds. Living down here like rats, it gets real old real fast, confides one.
The hideout is necessary because the homo superiors have splintered into factions that are essentially at war with one another. One group, the ultras, has turned traitor, aligning itself with the sadistic evolutionary biologist (hey, another check mark on my bucket list of phrases Ive got to write before I die) who heads a government drive to round up the superiors and use them for various Strangelovian purposes.
And some of the superiors have just plain gone off the rails, taking the traditional teenage impulse toward vandalism to exuberant new heights by Tweeting out the U.S. nuclear attack codes. (Hmmm. You dont suppose Miley Cyrus...?)
All these various groups are chasing Stephen, whose powers are superior even to those of the superiors. Especially appealing are the blandishments of that mean evolutionary biologist (Mark Pellegrino, Supernatural) who seems to have some creepy connection to Stephens mom, and the superior honey Cara (Peyton List, Mad Me), whose best arguments are hormonal rather than intellectual. I think even Archie could figure that one out.
Instruments of Change
Genes also play a key role in the WLRN documentary Instruments of Change, but in this case were talking about the one that control skin color. Instruments of Change is the story of South Florida music teacher Ruth Greenfield, who in 1951 set up the Fine Arts Conservatory, the states first racially integrated arts academy. As the bad old days of segregation fade further and further into memory, it becomes difficult to imagine that there was a time when anyone would object to black kids and white kids doing a few ballet steps together. But oh, there was.