Re: Is the Holodeck Evil?
If that computer were self aware it should know what your coffee or tea is after the hundredth order.
Computer: Please specify...
Captain: Tea, the damned thing I order every goddamned morning, you bloody glorified abacus!
We are quicksilver, a fleeting shadow, a distant sound... our home has no boundaries beyond which we cannot pass. We live in music, in a flash of color... we live on the wind and in the sparkle of a star! Endora, Bewitched