In which Worf is uptight, Bashir is disappointed, and the Federation endures.
In which an anniversary is celebrated, references are made, and an extinct species is resurrected.
In which Jake begs for an interesting story while holding a monkey’s paw.
In which everyone’s getting laid but Miles.
In which we examine the nature of honor, duty, and death.
In which a literary necessity is fulfilled, Deep Space Nine predicted snapchat filters, and the Founders play one level higher than you were expecting.
In which Odo gets hit on, Garak almost starts a war, and Gowron’s got a secret.
In which true wealth can’t be counted, a statement which would make Quark throw up in his mouth a little.
In which Andrew Wakefield would have let that whole species die. Continue reading