nudityandnerdery:

I think what I love about Deep Space Nine is that it’s an interesting mix. You’ve got political issues between Bajor and Cardassia, the imminent threat of war with the Dominion looming overhead, the interpersonal relationships of all the characters- which are deeper and more complex than a lot of previous Star Trek shows, I think.

And then- Sisko invites Jake’s girlfriend for dinner and doesn’t tell him! Quark suddenly finds a baby! It’s like they occasionally just decided “What sitcom tropes do we love?” It’s fantastic.

adenil-umano:

flatandsassy:

Eventually the 20th Century History class at Starfleet Academy stops being a fringey elective and becomes a required course, and all the cadets are like “this is so irrelevant, why do we have to learn this” and anyone who’s been around for a while is like “there is an 812% chance that you will time travel to the 20th century during your Starfleet career”

“but the temporal prime directive" 

“At the very least you will get trapped a holodeck program based on the 20th century, and you will need to know all these weird idioms”

“But why is it only the 20th – ”

“We don’t know why it’s only the 20th century we have a whole corps of scientists trying to figure out what’s happening with that it seriously makes no sense but in the meantime, knowing how to work a combustion engine is pretty much guaranteed to save your life so get the hell on that.”

time is focusing in on the point where we tested the hadron collider. 

I’m walking around and talking to the people I know. And I see Terry Farrell standing off by herself. I’d never actually met her, so I sheepishly go up and introduce myself to her, and I said, ‘Ms. Farrell, I’m André Bormanis.’ ‘Oh, nice to meet you. What do you do on the show?’ I’m like, ‘I’m the science consultant. I’m the guy who puts all that technobabble into your dialogue.’ And she literally grabbed me by the lapels and lifted me off my feet. She’s six feet tall. She’s a very tall, striking woman. She’s, like, ‘You fucking asshole!’

The Fifty-Year Mission, p. 457
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