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1) It's good to see that trope subverted for once. I like to think that anyone that goes into dangerous situations where their demise is highly likely would also like to prep somewhat just in case. And sometimes they make it, sometimes they don't. That Root made it makes it more believable (in some ways) and less

Plants do have amazing tricks up their (s)leaves, so to speak. And then when one thinks that all this incomprehensibly enormous variety of life started out as/from a single cell, only to blossom into what we have today (which itself is a tiny fraction of all the life that ever was)... it's downright overwhelming. And

Pucas rhyme (depending on your accent, etc.). He could be a contemporary Elwood P. Dowd dealing with the distraction of walking, talking animals (not rabbits, like Harvey, but — oh, please, God!!— rats) only he can see. I'd watch.

From The HitchHikers Guide to the Galaxy - The Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is an alcoholic beverage invented by ex-President of the Universe Zaphod Beeblebrox, considered by the Guide to be the "Best Drink in Existence". Its effects are similar to having your brains smashed in by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large

'Real Humans' was really good.

It's a...personal/interpersonal drama show, with a backdrop of 40s era wartime science. I enjoy it, but if you're looking for it to be literally about just building the different atomic weapon models, you will find it lacking. Kind of a soap opera for recent science history geeks.

Samaritan was created using an evolutionary model: Protect yourself or die.

Having read that book, and absolutely loving it, I always viewed it as Le Guin's indirect criticism of the paternalistic urges of LBJ's Great Society with a lot of Taoism woven in for good measure. I think it was very much a book of its time. Anyway, yeah, I take your point, the road to Hell is paved with good

Arthur Dent. His greatness is the greatness of a man who can wake up in an amazing place, close his eyes, and hope that he wakes up in a poorly made bed, not on a Thursday.