By Dave Conde
Me? Watch TV? Don't make me sick. You kids today with your 500 cable channels and fancy computer-generated effects wouldn't know a good science-fiction epic if a half-naked Borg served it to you on the bloated corpse of Jar Jar Binks. Back in my day we had some good, old fashioned space opera. Like Battlestar Galactica. Not that crazy Battlestar Galactica you get nowadays where everyone's secretly a robot only nobody can tell. Hasn't anyone ever heard of X-rays? If my buddy with a pacemaker can't get through an airport, I'm sure we can tell who's a robot. I could always spot a robot a mile away, even if... Where was I?
Oh right, the old Battlestar Galactica (BSG for short) was far superior to the new one, and here's why:
Adama
If you had to pick out a leader to guide ''a rag-tag fugitive fleet on a lonely quest for a shining planet known as Earth'',how could you not pick Pa Cartwright? If Lorne Greene could manage the Ponderosa Ranch, keeping Little Joe and Hoss in line, he could lead a bunch of refugees through space.
Sure, the new Adama, Edward James Olmos, has shown leadership by teaching inner-city kids math. But for the role of Adama, you need a man with the numerical mastery to convert dog years into people years IN HIS HEAD!
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