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Sex in Star Trek Now!

It's that time again—another week, another dose of Star Trek: Starfleet Academy torture. Episode 6: "Come, Let's Away" is somehow 10% less awful than the hologram-mental-illness disaster last week. Congrats? Still dog shit, just slightly less smelly. In this recap/rant, I spare you the pain of watching so you don't have to endure the vandalism of Star Trek: Caleb the Criminal finally gets laid with Soaked Panties (Tarima) in the dorm—complete with post-sex trauma-dumping about Deltan milk baths and tambourines. Romance!? Cadets get thrown into a "training exercise" on a derelict ship in a space graveyard (because why simulate danger when you can risk actual kid death? Starfleet logic). Teachers bet on their survival like it's fantasy football. Edgy! Cannibal furries (the Furies) show up to eat everyone. Cloaked ship? Enterprise beat that centuries ago, but whatever. Lt. Commander Chad (white guy, RIP) sacrifices himself pointlessly. Paul Giamatti as Nus Braka returns, chews scenery like it's cat piss tequila, talks like a 90s teen, and plays everyone. Best part of the episode by a mile—diamond in cow shit. Soaked Panties rips out her inhibitor, screams psychically, explodes furry heads. Powers conveniently save the day. Federation leaves a super-secret space station undefended to rescue 4 cadets. Brilliant strategy. Ends with Braka taunting Cat Lady (Ake) and promising more chaos. Stakes? Finally? This show has teen sex, forced gay tension, comic book propaganda, gambling teachers, zero consequences for women in charge, and Star Trek vandalism galore. If you're hate-watching like me, strap in. Only 4 episodes left—I'll keep suffering so you don't have to. Which part made you want to destroy your screen? The dorm hookup? The furries? Braka's Oscar bait in a dumpster fire? Comment below. Like if you're also dying inside. Subscribe for more brutal takedowns—next week's gonna hurt. Notifications on so you never miss me roasting this mess in 4K.