In which Kirk follows bad orders, Scotty’s substance abuse problem reaches epic heights, and Spock learns something about himself.
In which it’s goddamn Pulaski again, I continue to disagree with the Federation’s policies on prosthesis, and the 60s were a terrible place to live.
In which children are creepy, Kirk is a madman again, and McCoy likes it when children cry.
In which I am pleasantly surprised, a nagging question is actually answered, and the rest of the tropes you made fun of Star Trek Original Series for are employed.
In which the Enterprise violates a sovereign nation, Spock pretends to be Kirk, and Shatner proves his chops as an actor capable of playing a really bad actor to fool his enemies, something which will become very important in “The Wrath of Khan.”
In which there is a separated Eloi society of tech-priests, and the worst-best script ever written. Continue reading
In between seasons two and three, I’d like to take a moment to discuss trends so far. This is done both as an academic exercise and to give you an idea, after four months, of how my sanity is coming along. Also to end the season on a month, because, c’mon, one day off. Continue reading
In which I spend most of the article writing about the implications of time travel, nothing much important happens, and there’s a cat.
In which I open a bottle of Scapa 16, parallel evolution is observed, and I’m pretty sure those shields are painted hubcaps.
In which a new computer is tested, things go predictably wrong, and exactly the counter you think will be incremented is incremented.