Do those of you who regularly repeat MS72’s refrain have anything else to say about this strip? Don’t you know that she’s a highly paid executive, and keeps him around as a gigolo to ease her tensions.
I know what you mean. After seeing it on PBS, I ended up buying it on Laserdisc.
What sounded preachy to you sounded aspirational to me. Roddenberry was trying to show a future in which humans had been united, and former national and racial divides had been reduced to humorous throw away lines, like Chekov’s “everything was invented in Russia.”
Too be fair, the cat probably always snored, it just wasn’t audible over all of the logs you two were sawing.
The closest he’s getting to sushi out in those woods is spam masubi.
He has plenty, he just won’t take the new ones out of the package.
Not for all of the brain bleach in the world.
Or Engel’s dumbwaiter.
Which will continue until it has old horse smell.
Is she that transparent, or is he just that much of a killjoy.