AVClub: Saul Tigh is good at his job. He’s a drunk and a bastard and, at times, the sourest sack of shit in the galaxy, but as Executive Officer, he enforces the old man’s orders and keeps the crew in line. That’s necessary, and he should be commended for it, no matter how hard he is to like.
The problem is, Saul Tigh isn’t great at his job. Normally this wouldn’t be an issue, because most human beings aren’t geniuses; most of us do the work in front of us, and we have good days, and we have bad, and that’s fine. That’s because we aren’t working to protect the last vestiges of our race against an implacable foe. We aren’t fleeing genocide, and we aren’t the target of borderline mystical monsters who can mimic our form, sabotage our machines, and break us down piece by agonizing piece.
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