Rich and Mike talk about Star Trek Deep Space Nine! Finally! But it’s season one you say? You’re right! Rarely are the first seasons of shows outright exceptional (with some outright exceptions) most times they’re good enough to pass muster, until they find stable footing. Deep Space Nine is no different! Light years ahead of the awkward first season of TNG, DS9 slides right into it’s groove early on. While there are lots of isolated TNGesque one-off story lines and some early character developing episodes, DS9 season one is a solid layer of quality “paste” as Rich Evans so eloquently puts it. Rich and Mark talk briefly about each episode, pausing to pick favorites along these way. Watch them two old, outdated, confused, boring, elderly, genXer scumbags wax nostalgic for quaint old television before the time of woke nightmare sauce spilling out of every eyeball. Before shows made it based on viewership ratings and not streaming service fodder for animal troughs based on marketable IP’s and stock market shareholder data portfolios. In addition to the Matlock reboot we’ve got this over-produced glossy, fast moving, fart-filled hip, gen-zers (not watching Star Trek I can assure you) tiktok framed clips and nightmare fuel. Embarrassing attempt by old cracker boomer producers to create a program to appeal to Z’s that not a single one will take the time to watch. out-of-touch, buzz-worthy hop, zazz dancin’ kidz in Starfleet, bouncing pronouns off the shields as they flubba dubb to the latest crunchy zen-dash touch grass brah. Stella zoinks, lady! You going to the no-alcohol Trek bash in Hall H later where WE DANCE with Starfleet costumes and tell each other we’re boss-folks and learn about ourselves while respecting each other? Heck yeah! It’s gonna be tripe and no one there will be sus or clutch fringe cringe. Insta-gram it for me brah! I’ll be beaming in later after my exams!