It's gone. . . .

What to do in the absence of a good bad sci fi television series? How to carry on, now that the tedium of Battlestar Galactica is over? This is the secret burden of those raised on any version of Star Trek, the yearning desire for the comfort of pompous impossibilities. Network executives have surely anticipated this response, and I am merely unaware of the next installation coming my way for me to loath and desire like cheap candy.