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| - In the larky heydays of the 1960s Gene Roddenberry pitched a novel idea to the television moguls of NBC: a science-fiction adventure series in which a crew of futuristic putains et souteneurs would roam the universe in a spaceship shaped rather like a rolled condom with two tampon applicators attached. Roddenberry proposed that his starship voyeurs would "boldly go where no man [or woman!] had gone before," attempting acts which no man or woman had attempted before. The doddering stodgy NBC executives asked Roddenberry what he had been drinking. And they laughed at him. Roddenberry went away and shot a pilot of his show. In this first episode the starship captain, played by The Shat-Man, got his captain's staff trapped by a particularly lubricious alien named Roxie Roxsox, and Yeoman Janice Rand vowed to accommodate a "vast penisnake from Machohose XII" if only Roxie Roxsox would release the Captain's unit. In a sub plot, Mr. Spock was ravished by anthropomorphic jellyfish, and Lieutenant Uhuru and Lieutenant Hikaru Sulu joined a "trisexual tentacle swingers club" to make Spock jealous. The set was covered with a coat of glistening petroleum jelly, none of the characters wore anything but leather straps, the aliens were physically endowed beyond the dreams of adolescence, and the acrobatics were astounding. It was an incredible coup. Of the NBC executives who viewed the pilot, three suffered heart attacks, two became catatonic, and five were committed to the insane asylum. They were replaced by Mary-Jane-toking (60's, remember) junior assistants who speedily approved the show, and Roddenberry's Star Trek was born. Ironically, after the pilot Roddenberry scaled the sexual content of the show way back. Just about the only kink left in the show were those soulful looks exchanged by Mr. Spock and Captain Kirk.
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