I mean, let's face it, given that your good dear wonderful wise friend who actually lived through their assault told you jack about the Borg even when you *begged* her for information, and they had ALREADY ASSIMILATED AT LEAST THREE HUMANS long before you met them (ask Kathy about darling Seven if you don't believe me), if I hadn't exposed you to the Borg you would currently *still* be Locutus. Or a drone. Because you'd have never seen them coming. But no, 18 people dead, whine whine whine. And I'll freely admit that I came to *guide* you and help you with the Borg and then you pissed me off so I threw you to them, which, I'll admit, is not the act of an unselfish benevolent creature. But if I hadn't done anything? Right this minute the Vulcans and Romulans would be teamed up in a desperate rear-guard action to try to fight off the Borg, who would have successfully taken Earth, Betazed, Q'onos, Ferenginar (why they'd *want* Ferenginar... but I digress) and you personally would be Locutus, or a drone, or dead. How do I know this? BECAUSE I AM AS CLOSE TO OMNIPOTENT AS IT GETS. I can jump forward in time, see what's supposed to happen, and make the decision whether or not to do something about it. You don't like what I do choose to do about it? Cry me a river.
And... has that Irumodic Syndrome kicked in already? You forgot what I've done for you that you *know* about since that one unselfish act:
- fixed your damn moon for you that you were whining so much about - took Vash off your hands so she would stop hassling you - kept your ship from being blown up and your first officer from becoming the love slave of a teenage Q who had no clue what she was doing (or any taste in men! bleah!) - saved your life - gave you an opportunity to purge some personal demons about your behavior at the Academy - helped you with a test (which, I'll go on record again, WAS NOT MY IDEA) - gave you a warning about a disease you *will* get if your incompetent excuse for a doctor doesn't do something about it - gave you information about the future so you could keep from marrying said doctor and thus making the worst romantic mistake of your life and ruining one of your best friendships, AGAIN
I won't count giving Data a chuckle because that was direct quid pro quo.
So you know what? Lose the attitude, Johnny boy. It's gotten old, and I thought you had gotten over "Q, get off my ship" ages ago. I could be a *much* bigger asshole than I'm being right now, believe you me.
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Re: What *right*?
Date: 2003-03-19 10:06 am (UTC)And... has that Irumodic Syndrome kicked in already? You forgot what I've done for you that you *know* about since that one unselfish act:
- fixed your damn moon for you that you were whining so much about
- took Vash off your hands so she would stop hassling you
- kept your ship from being blown up and your first officer from becoming the love slave of a teenage Q who had no clue what she was doing (or any taste in men! bleah!)
- saved your life
- gave you an opportunity to purge some personal demons about your behavior at the Academy
- helped you with a test (which, I'll go on record again, WAS NOT MY IDEA)
- gave you a warning about a disease you *will* get if your incompetent excuse for a doctor doesn't do something about it
- gave you information about the future so you could keep from marrying said doctor and thus making the worst romantic mistake of your life and ruining one of your best friendships, AGAIN
I won't count giving Data a chuckle because that was direct quid pro quo.
So you know what? Lose the attitude, Johnny boy. It's gotten old, and I thought you had gotten over "Q, get off my ship" ages ago. I could be a *much* bigger asshole than I'm being right now, believe you me.