McCoy’s antagonism of Spock is so reliable that Spock is able to use it to gauge the doctor’s health. If his jabs and snide remarks are less than his best Spock advises the medbay officers that their CMO is a little under the weather and to keep an eye on him just in case.
Can we PLEASE kill the idea that Luke Skywalker was “just” a “whiny teenager?”
Like douse it with gasoline, light a match, watch it burn?
Let’s review, okay? So Luke doesn’t want to do his chores, he had a plan for his day - he wanted to get off the farm and go to Toshii Station for “power converters.”
Translation: He wanted to run off, goof around and have fun with his friends. Like any typical teenager would. OF COURSE HE WOULD WHINE.
I DARE ANY OF YOU TO LOOK BACK AT YOUR TEENAGE YEARS AND WERE ASKED TO DO YOUR CHORES WHEN YOU ALREADY HAD A FUN DAY AT THE MALL/ARCADE/BEACH/WHEREVER PLANNED WITH YOUR FRIENDS. I DARE ANY OF YOU TO TELL ME THAT YOU NEVER EVER EVER WHINED WHEN YOUR PARENTAL FIGURES DENIED YOU YOUR DAY OF FUN.
Also, Luke was raised on backwater moisture farm, unlike Leia, who was raised with pomp and royalty and a lot of privilege. Leia made the most of what she had to do some good in the galaxy and she does GREAT. And that’s awesome.
Luke’s main concern was to get off Tatooine. He KNEW he could make a better life for himself. He KNEW if he went to the Imperial Academy - which, apparently, was the equivalent of leaving your small town and going off to college - he could achieve his dreams of being a pilot. Luke wasn’t raised with money and position and privilege. What he had to prioritize was to make a better life for himself. And that’s understandable. And that’s perfectly okay too.
When Obi-Wan tried to call him to “adventure” by telling him the “truth” about his heroic Jedi Knight father, Luke originally says no to this. To him, becoming a Jedi is beyond his ken. He just wants to be a pilot. He wants to FLY. It’s a simple, achievable dream.
And then he comes home to find that the Empire has killed his aunt and uncle. The only family he’s ever known.
At that point, Luke had two choices. He could whine. He could cry. He could accept - as many others in the galaxy had accepted - that the Empire was vast, evil and uncaring and that there was nothing that he could do about it. He was still just one, ordinary TEENAGE farmboy. What else could he do?
And there was another choice. The choice that crazy Ben Kenobi was offering. To learn the ways of this mysterious Force. To become a Jedi Knight like his father before him. To pin his hopes and his faith that he can somehow acquire the knowledge, the skills and the power to fight back. To avenge. To have justice. To make the Empire accountable for what it had just done.
And you know what? Luke Skywalker, scared, confused teenage boy doesn’t whine. He makes the risky, dangerous choice. He takes a stand.
And he actually wins.
Please Stop Picking on My Cinnamon Roll Son Luke Skywalker, a Blanket Fort Manifesto by Darth Stitch