And since the Prophets are considered Unimpeachably Good, no one bothers to question any of it.

IT'S TIME FOR SPOILER

"Doctor Wykoff, report to Isolation Ward 4 . . ."

NOT AVAILABLE IN THE STANDS—YOU'RE GONE!

. . .the TOOTH

To be fair, he made her pancakes afterward.

Well, the movie's SO batshit crazy . . .

Because the AVC has taken up holo-cutting.

The fact we're soldiering through a lot of rough episodes panning for some small amounts of gold to be found makes the closeness of our final parting even more bittersweet

My big concern now is who handles the station's Twitter account?

I was saying Boer-ns.

It's a form of dismissal only marginally more dignified than joining Vince McMahon's Kiss My Ass Club.

Well, there's been . . .three? "Accession," "Rapture" and this, but yeah, Ross wasn't around for any of them.

They found out the Dominion had slaughterd the Maquis five minutes before lunch on a Tuesday and Torres took up holo-cutting.

"Get this cheese to URRRRGHHHHHH"

Plus we've DONE the "Emissary or Starfleet?! MUCH DECISIONS" thing . . .three times or so by now?

"the obsession is too obviously designed to be dramatically interesting. It robs the character of complexity; his goal is no longer anything for himself, but simply to lay low the nominal protagonist of the series. He’s a tool, not a person, and that’s disappointing.

They probably thought of it no further than "Let's not have this be a sausage fest."

Bajor has been cut off from it's gods, but not its mad rhymes.

NOT AVAILABLE ON TYREE