Even the highly decorative Mr Bakula couldn't keep me watching Enterprise, alas, a show abandoned for many reasons, only one of which is the pole up T'Poing's butt.* Oh the hilarity as the [posting interrupted by PEBSAK**] Vulcan ice queen with her bee-stung lips and clingfilm-wrapped tits and arse turns up her plugged nostrils at the rough and manly human crew. Wah wah wah. They are barbarians. They are smelly. They eat with their fingers...
... in fact (as I've just twigged while watching a documentary) her reaction parallels that of the Japanese on first encountering European traders and missionaries, who bathed only occasionally instead of daily and ate with a knife and their hands instead of dainty and hygienic CHOP-STICKS. Gosh, what an original touch for Trek - the humans are Americans and the aliens are Japanese, snobbish and bound by honour, duty, obedience, ritual, blah blah blah.
New story please. Preferably a visit to the Planet of Sensibly Clothed Women.
* Or whatever her name is. I clicked through about five sites trying to find it when I realised I couldn't remember, and got bored with looking at flash animations and waiting for ads to load.
** Pudew Exists Between Screen And Keyboard.
... in fact (as I've just twigged while watching a documentary) her reaction parallels that of the Japanese on first encountering European traders and missionaries, who bathed only occasionally instead of daily and ate with a knife and their hands instead of dainty and hygienic CHOP-STICKS. Gosh, what an original touch for Trek - the humans are Americans and the aliens are Japanese, snobbish and bound by honour, duty, obedience, ritual, blah blah blah.
New story please. Preferably a visit to the Planet of Sensibly Clothed Women.
* Or whatever her name is. I clicked through about five sites trying to find it when I realised I couldn't remember, and got bored with looking at flash animations and waiting for ads to load.
** Pudew Exists Between Screen And Keyboard.