I'm with you there. Why would anyone want to be a clone of someone else? There again, an enhanced "me" has the sort of possibilities of dreams. Or nightmares.

And it was definitely Gerry Anderston's 'Thunderbirds are GO!' for me. I'm sorry, but Stingray was 'wet' as far as I was concerned. And Marina was no role model for any young girl working her way to Tom Boy status.