They basically yell this as the theme in your face during the crossover episode with lower decks.

I think it works fantastically as what we wish the world was like. And that’s what Star Trek needs to be. It’s hopeful. I was fucking sobbing on episode 2. Not because of beautiful writing or whatever, though it is VERY GOOD, just that someone addressing the fucking issues in a way that maybe there’s some hope to it.

The writers of this one really are trying to be hopeful during a really fucking terrible time and I think that is awesome.

I keep using the word “hope”. That’s the only one for it. It’s not positive. It’s not even optimistic. It’s hopeful. And that is enough to make me cry.

Edit: m’benga killed a fucking war criminal, in damn close to cold blood (a circumstance m’benga coerced in fact), and it was was played as good. It’s good fucking TV