



Jack Crusher is like…the textbook definition of Mediocre White Guy We’re Supposed to Hold in Awe
“This is my original character; he’s the son of Captain Picard and Dr. Crusher; he’s an awesome rogue who drinks whisky and loves classic starships and gets all of the girls, and he can knock people out with one punch and get away with it because he’s so cool, but also he has daddy issues and childhood trauma. His eyes glow red when gets angry and he also has superpowers. And he’s also part Borg and part Changeling and part Pah'Wraith and part Armus. He’s dark and brooding and Seven of Nine likes him.”
A bunch of Trekkies who’ve spent the last six years calling Michael Burnham a “Mary Sue”: “Yeah! Finally! Real Star Trek!”
UPDATE: He’s the Borg Queen’s specialest drone, whatever that means! But he can get out of assimilation through force of will and the power of flashbacks to the last 2 days or so spent kind of bonding with his father. Starfleet waived that whole “Academy” requirement (and indeed that whole “post-secondary education in general” requirement) because of how AWESOME he is! Seven of Nine lets him sit on the bridge as her “special counselor” even though he’s only been an ensign for a day because he’s SUCH a Badass! Q comes back to announce that he’s going to put him on trial for the crimes of humanity!
I’m not joking by the way; literally all of these things actually happened in the series finale.