Star Trek Makes No Sense, Part I
McCoy, the Bipolar Ship's Surgeon
Maybe I Am, Maybe I'm Not. You Just Don't Know.
"I'm a doctor, not a psychiatrist!" says McCoy angrily. In another episode: "Dr. McCoy, you're well-known for your advances in space psychiatry," says the prosecuting attorney. "Yes," McCoy acknowledges humbly.
Dr. Engstrom, inventor of the Duotronic and Multitronic Computers, is hearing about the possibility of his latest invention causing casualties about the ship. "In which case you would be guilty of murder!" McCoy rants, before being reined in by Kirk. About a minute later he's gravely expressing his concerns about how stressed Engstrom has been looking recently. Perhaps drumming up business for his space psychiatry sideline.
Klingons Make Difficult Patients
"Heart rate all wrong, blood pressure non-existant .. Jim, this man's a Klingon!" No blood pressure means vascular collapse, which in turn means dead person. Interesting. McCoy doesn't explain how someone can have a heart beat that doesn't exert pressure on the walls of their blood vessels. It doesn't seem to bother him. [The Trouble with Tribbles]
"I'll go with you. They may have wounded," he volunteers, after Gorkhon's ship has been torpedoed [The Undiscovered Country]. Yeah, there probably is no such thing as a Klingon doctor. But when he gets there, he exclaims miserably, "I don't even know his anatomy!" (So why did he volunteer to come? Did he think there would be humans in the crew?) Then he wants the dying Gorkhon moved onto the conference table, for CPR. Maybe the floor wasn't solid enough. (He isn't worried that the movement will aggravate internal or spinal injuries.) Even though Gorkhon is still conscious and breathing, he starts CPR. For good measure, he begins with a pre-cardiac thump, which hasn't been common practice since the early 1980's. Guess he was going through a retro phase at the time.
He's Making It Up, Jim
McCoy's little hand-held sensing device can diagnose anything at all, in seconds. He holds it next to Kirk's shoulder, then his wrist, and looks at the base. He says, "It's advanced arthritis, Jim, and it's spreading." Uh-huh. There isn't even room to write ADVANCED ARTHRITIS, SPREADING on the base of that thing.
Maybe I Am, Maybe I'm Not. You Just Don't Know.
"I'm a doctor, not a psychiatrist!" says McCoy angrily. In another episode: "Dr. McCoy, you're well-known for your advances in space psychiatry," says the prosecuting attorney. "Yes," McCoy acknowledges humbly.
Dr. Engstrom, inventor of the Duotronic and Multitronic Computers, is hearing about the possibility of his latest invention causing casualties about the ship. "In which case you would be guilty of murder!" McCoy rants, before being reined in by Kirk. About a minute later he's gravely expressing his concerns about how stressed Engstrom has been looking recently. Perhaps drumming up business for his space psychiatry sideline.
Klingons Make Difficult Patients
"Heart rate all wrong, blood pressure non-existant .. Jim, this man's a Klingon!" No blood pressure means vascular collapse, which in turn means dead person. Interesting. McCoy doesn't explain how someone can have a heart beat that doesn't exert pressure on the walls of their blood vessels. It doesn't seem to bother him. [The Trouble with Tribbles]
"I'll go with you. They may have wounded," he volunteers, after Gorkhon's ship has been torpedoed [The Undiscovered Country]. Yeah, there probably is no such thing as a Klingon doctor. But when he gets there, he exclaims miserably, "I don't even know his anatomy!" (So why did he volunteer to come? Did he think there would be humans in the crew?) Then he wants the dying Gorkhon moved onto the conference table, for CPR. Maybe the floor wasn't solid enough. (He isn't worried that the movement will aggravate internal or spinal injuries.) Even though Gorkhon is still conscious and breathing, he starts CPR. For good measure, he begins with a pre-cardiac thump, which hasn't been common practice since the early 1980's. Guess he was going through a retro phase at the time.
He's Making It Up, Jim
McCoy's little hand-held sensing device can diagnose anything at all, in seconds. He holds it next to Kirk's shoulder, then his wrist, and looks at the base. He says, "It's advanced arthritis, Jim, and it's spreading." Uh-huh. There isn't even room to write ADVANCED ARTHRITIS, SPREADING on the base of that thing.
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