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session 15 . video
[ Broadcasting from the Infirmary, as usual, wearing his Starfleet uniform (somewhat wrinkled), boots up on a table, chair leaned back. ]
I have always wondered why people start games of Twenty Questions with questions about breadboxes. "Is it bigger than a breadbox?" "Is it smaller than a breadbox?" What is it about breadboxes? Are they, somehow, the perfectly average object?
How many of you have even seen a breadbox?
Furthermore, the game of "Rock, Paper, Scissors" is trivially easy for the observant. An inexperienced player assumes that each successive throw is random. In fact, it's more of a human simulation of randomness, which is far more regular and far more predictable. That's also why effective encryption is as randomized as possible.
But that's not what I mean to talk about today.
Today, I'd like to talk about sex. Specifically, why you should not be ashamed or embarrassed to be having it.
Sex is wonderful. It is life-affirming, it enhances intimacy, and it releases floods of positive endorphins. It's healthy activity, and infinitely better for the body and the heart than doing violence. And it provides these benefits no matter whether your partner is same or opposite sex - I feel the need to mention this, given the backwards attitudes in some of your home worlds.
Sex should be safe. Protect yourself from disease and from unwanted pregnancy, and yes, there are materials for both of those available in the infirmary. Sex should involve communication and respect. No one should ever be coerced into doing something they don't want to do, least of all in such an area of sensitivity and intimacy.
In addition, as the only doctor and warden available on the ship, I am available to answer questions, and to test possible compatibility issues between species'.
And yes, I know, I'm treating the lot of you like idiots, but there are teenagers on board. Notoriously hormone-addled, as a group.
Cambridge out.
I have always wondered why people start games of Twenty Questions with questions about breadboxes. "Is it bigger than a breadbox?" "Is it smaller than a breadbox?" What is it about breadboxes? Are they, somehow, the perfectly average object?
How many of you have even seen a breadbox?
Furthermore, the game of "Rock, Paper, Scissors" is trivially easy for the observant. An inexperienced player assumes that each successive throw is random. In fact, it's more of a human simulation of randomness, which is far more regular and far more predictable. That's also why effective encryption is as randomized as possible.
But that's not what I mean to talk about today.
Today, I'd like to talk about sex. Specifically, why you should not be ashamed or embarrassed to be having it.
Sex is wonderful. It is life-affirming, it enhances intimacy, and it releases floods of positive endorphins. It's healthy activity, and infinitely better for the body and the heart than doing violence. And it provides these benefits no matter whether your partner is same or opposite sex - I feel the need to mention this, given the backwards attitudes in some of your home worlds.
Sex should be safe. Protect yourself from disease and from unwanted pregnancy, and yes, there are materials for both of those available in the infirmary. Sex should involve communication and respect. No one should ever be coerced into doing something they don't want to do, least of all in such an area of sensitivity and intimacy.
In addition, as the only doctor and warden available on the ship, I am available to answer questions, and to test possible compatibility issues between species'.
And yes, I know, I'm treating the lot of you like idiots, but there are teenagers on board. Notoriously hormone-addled, as a group.
Cambridge out.
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[Aw, Tucky :( ]
If he calls this 'trouble' he's too much of a pansy for you, kid. I don't think Gordon and Iris are gonna scare him off, don't worry.
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But fine.
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[That gets a laugh.] Probably shouldn't say that to him. Or do--he might get a kick out of it.
...You're gonna take care of yourself, right? I don't mean all this safe stuff, I mean- well you're not gonna take shit from anyone. Even a guy like him. Right?
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He didn't, like, talk me into anything, you know. It was my idea.
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[It's not even remotely true and there's a part of her that knows it, but she likes hearing it anyway.]
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Yeah. You've got some steel, kid.
[Even if she allows herself not to lean on it much; if she had she wouldn't be an inmate.]
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