According to this blog, I Netflix binged Star Trek: The Next Generation in the summer of 2015. (Probably DVDs back then)
In the fall of 2019 it was Voyager's turn. Then a year later Deep Space Nine and finally earlier this year it was down to Enterprise.
Not counting current series (Discovery and Picard of which I am pretty much current except the second half of the last season on Discovery) I was back to the original series. Now, I thought I had binged TOS years ago but it turns out, like Voyager and Enterprise, I really hadn't watched that many.
Being the shortest (other than Picard so far) with only three seasons, I was able to rip through these even while checking out each episode's notations in Memory Alpha, in just over a month.
I think I'm good for a while. And frankly, after especially the third season of the original series, I'm all Star Trekked out. The third season was really cheesy. Like the whole original series in general, the costuming, hairstyles, mannerisms, special effects, studio sets and writing (especially the supposedly hard sf details that were so very wrong)...just all so campy. I mean, with a lot of episodes, I was wondering if I was watching Lost in Space for cryin' out loud!
I mean all Star Treks have had their share of crazy episodes (lookin' at you Enterprise and those alien Nazis, and you DS9 and the Fire Prophets, and you Voyager and Evil Kess and you Next Gen and anything with Wesley in it) but TOS tops 'em all...Space Pimp with his android whores, Gay Q, Gangster Planet, the original space Nazis, Gary Seven and Mr. Mom's wife, Spock's disembodied brain (and disembrained body), and Space Abraham Lincoln! But for me, the shark was jumped with the Space Hippies episode. Enough to have kooky plots and wild characters but when a show starts to seep in commentaries about the political or sociological state of affairs of the real world into their stories, then they become either too preachy or too needy, grasping for anything to try and grab an audience.
It felt like the producers and writers, knowing they were being cancelled, gave a big middle finger to network execs with this one. They portrayed the space hippies as childish, selfish and reckless if not out right dangerous. These people who had created this supposedly "forward thinking" sci-fi show were, after all, initially hired on at Desilu Studios, the Lucille Ball run place very much operating under her old fashioned, last generation ideals. Paramount buying Desilu made no difference, in fact, one could argue they being a larger corporation were much more "suit types" and, primarily a movie studio, had likely little patience for the inferior medium of television. Network suit types wanted to make money, and the young were the demographic changing the boob tube's focus big time. Shows like Mod Squad were grabbing young viewers away from Star Trek in droves.
I mean, the Flower Power generation smoked weed and dropped acid when they wanted to blast into outer space. They didn't need no "Herbert" like Kirk to command them. Kirk demanded order, and discipline. He was to be addressed "Aye, Captain." Sounds like another far off place the young had no interest in visiting...not on some far out planet, just a war-torn steaming jungle on the other side of ours.