I’ve watched a lot of Star Trek. Growing up I watched repeats of Star Trek: The Next Generation every weeknight at 7 on WTVZ Fox 33, along with new episodes every Thursday on WGNT 27, which at the time had no network affiliation. From there I worked my way backwards through the Original Series movies, while simultaneously seeing the Next Generation movies and being vaguely entertained, thrilled, bored, and ready for a new movie series. I also took in the entirety of Deep Space Nine and as much of Voyager as I could tolerate. I have enjoyed other series, but The Next Generation (or TNG, as the pros call it) was my first and favorite Star Trek. For some of the younger people, Voyager is their Star Trek, which is a shame because Voyager is mostly shit.
Star Trek exists in a rich universe, one that is much more fleshed-out than that of its often-unfairly-compared “rival” Star Wars. The Star Wars mainline canon consists of six movies. Star Trek has three seasons and six movies of Original Series, seven seasons and four movies of TNG, seven seasons of Deep Space Nine, seven worthless hackneyed seasons of Voyager, four inconsistent seasons of Enterprise, and the 2009 reboot movie. That’s a lot of characters, alien races explored in relative detail, and situations to be dealt with by the protagonists. This detailed picture of the galaxy means that you can, as an adult, find yourself musing on the practicalities of the Star Trek fictional universe in pretty concrete terms. During some downtime this past weekend, I had a sudden revelation about the era of Star Trek that begins with The Next Generation:
There is no longer any need for a shipboard Medical Officer. The only reason to have one is for her to be attractive to the Captain and ensure his sexual needs are met. Continue reading