As for this Stargate SG1 . . .

Well. As I mentioned previously, my In Search of Aquaman led me to Stargate: Atlantis, which led me to Stargate (1994), which was much more of a pleasing scent to my nostrils than I would have suspected possible, so that led me to Stargate SG1, and I have just now finished watching Season One of that show and am ready to head on into Season Two. (Concurrently, I've finished Season Two of Stargate: Atlantis, and am heading into Season Three of that just as soon as my little Louisville Free Public Library legs can carry me.) But before I sally forth into the aforesaid S2 of SG1, I'd like to pause to reflect upon a thing.

I'd noticed it before, of course--I'm not thick. But it didn't seem like that big of a deal. Just a nice lean in the right direction. But it really came to the fore in Episode 13, which was entitled "Hathor." (And was teleplayed by Jonathan Glassner, based on a story idea by David Bennett Carren & J. Larry Carroll.) 

The women in SG1 are usually pretty hot . . . but they are seldom depicted simply in terms of their sexual attractiveness. I didn't think that was the case at all at first. It only took them until the third episode ("Emancipation") before Captain Samantha Carter was kidnapped and forced to wear a full on cleavage b(e)aring outfit, and yes, she was more or less rescued by The Men. (On the other hand, she also fought the leader of the group who had captured her and kicked his ass.) And I've already offered my observations on the wonderfulness of the body of Bobbie Phillips, who played Kynthia in "Brief Candle." But "Hathor" really sealed the deal: these hot women are not just here for decoration. In "Hathor," the men are all taken out of the action by The Mother of All Goa'uld, and the women step in and take care of that Big Bitch's business like they were born to do it. And this in a show that aired in 1997    . . .  20 freakin' years ago. Do you know what kind of television shows were popular in 1997? Well, I didn't either, but I looked it up . . . and let's just say that none of them were anywhere close to portraying women as strong, capable, or much more than tits and asses in motion. As a matter of fact, television today remains cringe-worthy in terms of the way that women are depicted. 

So yet another reason to love Stargate.

Not that I needed one.