Oh yeah, and it was also a dark and stormy night.
Oh, dear. This episode is so painful. I don't know if my brain was drugged by the brined turkey breast, the roasted fennel and fingerling potatoes, the ginger-steamed broccoli, or the bourbon pumpkin cheesecake, but I found myself physically and psychologically unable to undertake this episode for the longest time. In retrospect, I do know what was causing my blockage: SURAK'S FUCKING KATRA. So I've taken some Metamucil and will strive to undertake this recap. Thanks to Sars for the Thanksgiving Day Amnesty which allowed me to procrastinate more than usual.
For distressingly obvious reasons, Muck'ty Muck will have to undergo a name change: I christen him Dub'ya.
On a beige Coruscant set, which is really quite cool, if you overlook the fact that it is essentially an Art Deco skyscraper with a balcony on the top level -- which must be really windy and yet there's nary a guardrail in sight -- Soval marches into some high-falutin' Vulcan chambers ready to receive his wrist-slapping, tongue-lashing punishment of the flesh. Kinky. Soval defends his mind-melding, and another oddly familiar Vulcan adds his words of support to the venerable Vulcan. It is not enough. Dub'ya tells him they decided that Cond'leeza is just another Syrrannite and that's why he bombed the embassy. Soval thinks there's more to the story than that, but Dub'ya shuts him down and fires him. At this, the oddly familiar Vulcan turns and eyes Dub'ya askance. Strangely enough, the green bruises they were so careful to maintain on Soval's face last week have grown scratches. Maybe he was trying to clip the claws of his domesticated sehlat after being late with his dinner. Soval ends his tongue-lashing with a zinger about much needing to be said and no one listening, but I was engaged in a leftover-fueled burp and not paying very close attention.
"What's with this Bryan Adams song?" my Decidedly Untrekkified Little Sister inquires. "I thought all these shows had, like, cool music. This is dumb." Out of the mouths of babes, people, out of the mouths of babes.