I've got one, although someone's probably posited similar before.
'Federation Credits' are a system of social credit, which governs access to resources within the Federation.
Sure, you can choose not to work, and you will have adequate housing and food. But you will live on the shittiest planets and eat nothing but food cubes until the Crystalline Entity or the Doomsday Machine lays waste to your colony.
If you aspire to anything better than subsistence, you have to grow your social credit. The fastest way to do that is to sign up to Starfleet. If you can, get into the Academy and you're set for life.
If you can't, enlist as a redshirt. If and when you're turned into a cuboctahedron and crushed into dust, or de-evolved into a tadpole and eaten by Data's cat, your family will be rewarded with credit on your behalf.
You can, or course, pursue other careers with social cachet: not just medicine or other professional vocations, but you could also become an artist or a writer, or a musician or athlete. Or you can run a popular New Orleans restaurant or make fancy booze in France.
But if you don't make the cut, it's the Pergium mines for you.
'Federation Credits' are a system of social credit, which governs access to resources within the Federation.
Sure, you can choose not to work, and you will have adequate housing and food. But you will live on the shittiest planets and eat nothing but food cubes until the Crystalline Entity or the Doomsday Machine lays waste to your colony.
If you aspire to anything better than subsistence, you have to grow your social credit. The fastest way to do that is to sign up to Starfleet. If you can, get into the Academy and you're set for life.
If you can't, enlist as a redshirt. If and when you're turned into a cuboctahedron and crushed into dust, or de-evolved into a tadpole and eaten by Data's cat, your family will be rewarded with credit on your behalf.
You can, or course, pursue other careers with social cachet: not just medicine or other professional vocations, but you could also become an artist or a writer, or a musician or athlete. Or you can run a popular New Orleans restaurant or make fancy booze in France.
But if you don't make the cut, it's the Pergium mines for you.