Klingons Love Shakespeare: While cultures also are very different (see: Culture Clash), there’s enough commonality among near-median species that this sort of thing happens all the time, between any pair of species you might care to name. Even if it’s only about one small, weirdly idiosyncratic cultural element
…is what I have been thinking about this morning, seeing as it’s likely to come up before all that much longer in ongoing writing. So here, have a snippet that, I think, illuminates some cultural differences: Article V: Salvage of Persons 1. No remuneration is due from sophont persons
Klingon Scientists Get No Respect: Notably averted, (see Fantastic Caste System) at least for the skilled classes (as mentioned, say, in the real life section of the original trope), via the formal corporate equality of the darëssef and, indeed, the way people actually behave. (Notably averted for the serviles, the
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Klingon Promotion: Usually averted even in those places (like, say, among the kaeth) that embrace Asskicking Equals Authority. Losing a lot of talent this way because their subordinates happened to be more devious, more lucky, or more awake is not, shall we say, evolutionarily advantageous vis-a-vis species with less wasteful
Kill Sat: Oh, yeah. See also Death From Above and Wave Motion Gun, because there’s no artillery like ortillery, and no high ground like orbit. The orbital defense grid (it defends orbit from above, it defends orbit from below, and, of course, it’s in orbit) that any self-respecting
“Well, look at that. Ain’t they orderly, working their way around the belt like that. Nothing to do but round up a few harmless belters and make sure they’re not harboring anything dangerous. They must be getting irresistably bored, too.” “Captain?” “Chief, what I need you to do
“The life of my patient is his to dispose of; he is its proprietor. I shall not desert any life for which its proprietor wishes to give battle; nor shall I force the struggle upon any who wish to quit the field.” – Healer’s Code, first line
Wave Motion Gun: Starwisp propulsion lasers, laser-launch system lasers, spinal lasers, xasers, and grasers, nuclear/AM shaped charges (i.e. Casaba-Howitzer), and arguably also both jetguns and unorthodox yet tactically useful applications (i.e., what we here on Earth call the Kzinti Lesson) of most modern reaction drives, especially fusion
“What did you do?” “You must have done something, Presiding Minister. You’re the ones provoking the Republic at every opportunity. You’re the ones researching everything they fear, pushing out beyond their space! And now Republic ships are attacking our border worlds and we are made to pay your
Kill It With Ice: A nice flask of liquid gas (a “justheart”, in the lingo, because justice’s heart is always cold) is another classic when it comes to nanotech blooms, especially if you want to preserve something for analysis afterwards. There are some spectacular cold-gas weapons and Abnormal Ammo
“Very well, gentlesophs. Since the main intrusion’s down coreward in the Reaches and the Expanse, the Warmain’s cleared us to go raise hell in the Vonnies’ 31st-sector backlot. We’re dividing the flight into talons by threes.” “First Claw, under Flamefang, head rimward up through Kordal; your primary