I love Star Trek.
I am not a Trekkie. I am a Trekker. Trekkies wear costumes for no real occasion; I do not.
Since my powerful/pathetic nerd brain absorbs much data and I find myself obsessive over fine points of detail I feel empowered to rip that which I love to bits.
Thus I will praise the original Star Trek series, declare Star Trek: Deep Space Nine to be exceedingly manly and unique (as well as the last real manly Star Trek series), Star Trek: Voyager to be obscenely feminine, and drop heaping scorn onto the well-intentioned betrayal that is Enterprise.
Beware the occasional guest-writer.
