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According to Marina Sirtis, when she first came in to audition for Tasha Yar, she auditioned with three accents: Eastern European, British, and American. Later, after having swapped her and Denise’s parts, they told her “You got the role, but we definitely need you to do an accent.” She replied, “Where do you want the accent to be from?” And they replied, “Betazed.”She thus understood that she needed to make up a completely unique accent and that this accent would be the “Betazoid” accent. Very well. So she made an effort to do so and employed it in her early portrayals of Troi.As you’ve probably noticed, Troi’s accent gradually fades over the course of the show, eventually completely disappearing by the time of the TNG films. While Sirtis was apparently not a fan of doing the accent, this was more a consequence of the inconsistent interpretations of Troi and accents in general by the various directors and writers.For starters, no other character on the show had an accent different from that of the actor. Picard was supposed to be French but spoke with a British accent. Worf’s adopted parents were eastern European, and his early childhood was with Klingons, but he speaks with a neutral American accent.Even worse, we eventually meet Deanna’s mother Lwaxana, but she doesn’t have the “Betazoid” accent at all. Majel spoke with a normal American accent. Deanna asked Rick Berman about this and he replied, “Oh, well, it’s actually your father’s accent.” Then, in Season 7 Episode 7 “Dark Page,” we meet Deanna’s father, and he speaks with a completely normal American accent as well.So, apparently, in canon, Deanna just talks weird.Here’s Marina Sirtis talking about it:Thanks for the a2a Justin Mihalick.

My main area of study is European History. I studied history at Boise State University in the USA, and at the Eberhard Karls Universität Tübingen in Germany.The core reason for my initial interest began with an early childhood fascination with European myths and fairy tales, and Asterix comics, which were my very first exposure to elements of Roman history and Latin.I stuck to the genre growing up, and was especially fascinated with computer games like Age of Empires, Age of Empires II, and the Total War series, all of which do an excellent job of providing an interactive introduction to history for children.Those things provided the seeds, all the concepts, famous historical figures, and major historical events, that I went on to research for real later on, and that really got me interested in studying history directly.

Maybe not the strangest, but one I was thinking about the other day.My childhood was a mess. I had a terminal illness, did long stints in hospital, made a miraculous recovery, moved all over the place, had all kinds of strange things happen. I was all over the place, all the time. I was at death’s door one moment and traveling the world the next. And, speaking of traveling the world, I had a very persistent memory of being in India.Now, my family is not from India. They are Americans of somewhat recent European heritage. There was no India travel I had heard of in my childhood. But something in my mind insisted, I had been to India! As a very young child. I’m not the sort to believe in previous consciousnesses carried over or any of that, but it definitely gave me pause. I was so sure of it. I remembered the smells of the spices and the incense, I remembered someone daubing my forehead and lifting me up in a little silk dress, I remember my little bare feet on hot stone. Chronologically, though, it didn’t make any sense. How could I be in India when I was fighting for my life in a hospital in Columbus, Ohio? It was like something out of one of those 80s Mysteries of the Unknown commericals.In later childhood, my family moved to an area that was almost entirely populated by Telugus. All of my friends were Telugus. And I took to that with surprising alacrity. I behaved fully like a desi child. I went to cultural education with the kids, I went to Telugu class. It felt very, very right…except, of course, for my redheaded and freckled appearance giving me away. And older still, after I moved away, I astonished the parents of my Indian friends by randomly answering in Telugu or rattling things off as I remembered them. I imagine it looked completely wrong coming out of someone like me.As a young college student, I was the palest face at India Fest. Kids chased me and pulled my hair. I still keep all of my religious comics in a special pile. Older still, I’m a big fan of idli sambhar for breakfast.So one day about a month ago, I was traveling with my daughter and mentioned to my mother that I was going to stop for a day at an ISKCON (Hare Krishna) ashram in northern West Virginia, to show my little girl.And do you know what my mother said?“Oh, we had you there as a baby.”(!!!!!)When I got there, it was like physically stepping back into my memory. Some of it was different, but much was the same. The devotees, of course, were quite excited that someone who had visited as a baby 40 years ago was bringing her child back now. But, yes, this was the India I remembered. And, because it was the dead of summer, it was stiflingly hot, the stones were hot on our feet, the flowers were wilting. We ate some delicious saag paneer (I was too late for idli sambhar…the Hare Krishnas are an early-rising bunch). We picked our way up the stone path, minding the sinkholes that I somehow remembered were there. The ISKCON photographer took photos of my daughter in the rose garden, cementing her place as the next generation of whatever this is I’ve got going on.Now there’s a “butter thief” poster in her room and a Ramayana comic next to her seat in the car.I have no idea…absolutely no idea…why my parents would have taken me to the ashram as a baby. They are not spiritual explorers. And, especially back then, ISKCON was mired in a lot of controversy at the WV location, due to some abuse and even a couple of murders, and they’re still trying to come back from all that. My mom never elaborated; she just said yes, they’d had me there.