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I love the idea of a 90s show cliffhanger.

I loved when Shatner interviewed Avery Brooks and got absolutely nowhere. Masterful trolling by the Emissary. 

Yes. Guys, let this be your last battlefield. 

Sir, this is a Quark's. 

Or...

I don’t think the Kelvin movies were a particularly strong influence on the new wave of Trek shows. Maybe they provided some aesthetic inspiration, but otherwise, no. I think the new shows would have gone the direction they did with or without the movies. Although I don't know if they would have been so comfortable

Finally, a sequel show that makes sense. Netflix will give it a season before ruthlessly canceling it. At least we’ll have that, I guess.

Red and Kitty were the best part of the show by far. 

I like to sit up in my bed in the morning, look at my wife in shock, and then yell out "END THIS CHARADE NOW, Q!" Someday it will work. 

What does that even mean?

It’s not my favorite Trek series, mostly because of the inconsistent writing and a lack of focus on the wider cast ensemble. I also thought it leaned too much into Trek’s unfortunate Small Universe Syndrome problem, at least initially.

Shatner rode the coattail of an unprecedented kind of fandom to reach his level of fame. Credit where credit is due, but Shatner owes as much to Trek as anyone. The rest of them all know or knew it; Shatner never seemed to have received the subspace message.

I love Star Trek. I love it. It’s a big part of who I am. I shit Starfleet field rations. I can turn rocks into replicators. And while I don’t think Neelix was as bad a character as everyone says, Capt. Okona was definitely as outrageous as advertised (if not more so).

It was a really good slap. 

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No thank you. Yechh

And Damar was all like lol

The AV Club became TwoP so gradually I didn't even notice, etc. 

I feel like that’s essentially how future historians will sum up the Internet Era.