Professor Moriarty - A holographic
entity imbued with self awareness who first appeared on episode
"Elementary, Dear Data" on the science fiction
adventure series STAR TREK:
THE NEXT GENERATION/UPN/SYN/1987-1994.
Professor James Moriarty
(played by Daniel Davis) was the creation of a holodeck program
onboard the starship Enterprise-D. He was programmed by Geordie
LaForge (LeVar Burton) as a foil for an android named Data
(Brent Spiner) who wanted to play a holodeck mystery inspired by
the Sherlock Holmes tales.
Unfortunately, the Moriarty holo-being
was so well programmed that it became self-aware and attempted
to take over the controls of the star ship.
He was "contained" and
later resurfaced in the episode "Ship in a Bottle" where he is
paired with an equally competent computer-generated female named
the Countess (Stephanie Beacham) who became his companion.
At the end of this episode, the Professor and the Countess
were placed back into holographic storage, and were given a
lifetimes worth of holographic adventures to encounter so as to
keep their captivity within tolerable.
Moriarty actually wanted to enter the real world, but instead
Captain Picard (Patrick Stewart) fooled Moriarty and his
companion into thinking they actually accessed the real world.
It was however, just another holographic universe within the
starship's computer system.
TRIVIA NOTE: The fictional
character of Professor Moriarty was created by Sir Arthur Conan
Doyle for his short story adventures that appeared in Strand
Magazine at the end of the 19th century. In these stories,
Professor Moriarty was a criminal genius and the nemesis of
consulting criminologist Sherlock Holmes. At one point, Holmes
and Moriarty met in a deadly struggle atop Reichenbach Falls in
Switzerland and Moriarty allegedly plunges to his death.
Writer PG Wodehouse once referenced the character Moriarty by
saying "A villain should be like a force, a power (like a force
of nature) and we are supposed to wonder 'my God, who can stand
up to this person?' Moriarty is like that. He is crime itself."
Here is the description of Moriarty given by Holmes in the 1893
story entitled: "The Final Problem" where the Moriarty character
“His career has been an extraordinary one. He is a man of good
birth and excellent education, endowed by nature with a
phenomenal mathematical faculty. At the age of twenty-one he
wrote a treatise upon the binomial theorem, which has had a
European vogue. On the strength of it he won the mathematical
chair at one of our smaller universities, and had, to all
appearances, a most brilliant career before him. But the man had
hereditary tendencies of the most diabolical kind. A criminal
strain ran in his blood, which, instead of being modified, was
increased and rendered infinitely more dangerous by his
extraordinary mental powers. Dark rumours gathered round him in
the university town, and eventually he was compelled to resign
his chair and to come down to London, where he set up as an army
coach. So much is known to the world, but what I am telling you
now is what I have myself discovered.
“He is the Napoleon of crime, Watson. He is the organizer of
half that is evil and of nearly all that is undetected in this
great city. He is a genius, a philosopher, an abstract thinker.
He has a brain of the first order. He sits motionless, like a
spider in the centre of its web, but that web has a thousand
radiations, and he knows well every quiver of each of them. He
does little himself. He only plans. But his agents are numerous
and splendidly organized. Is there a crime to be done, a paper
to be abstracted, we will say, a house to be rifled, a man to be
removed–the word is passed to the professor, the matter is
organized and carried out. The agent may be caught. In that case
money is found for his bail or his defense. But the central
power which uses the agent is never caught–never so much as
suspected. This was the organization which I deduced, Watson,
and which I devoted my whole energy to exposing and breaking up.
“But the professor was fenced round with safeguards so cunningly
devised that, do what I would, it seemed impossible to get
evidence which would convict in a court of law. You know my
powers, my dear Watson, and yet at the end of three months I was
forced to confess that I had at last met an antagonist who was
my intellectual equal. My horror at his crimes was lost in my
admiration at his skill. But at last he made a trip–only a
little, little trip–but it was more than he could afford, when I
was so close upon him. I had my chance, and, starting from that
point, I have woven my net round him until now it is all ready
to close. In three days–that is to say, on Monday next–matters
will be ripe, and the professor, with all the principal members
of his gang, will be in the hands of the police. Then will come
the greatest criminal trial of the century, the clearing up of
over forty mysteries, and the rope for all of them; but if we
move at all prematurely, you understand, they may slip out of
our hands even at the last moment.
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