Beverly Crusher is a human being. She falls for a humanoid man and later finds out he is the host body for a creature that looks something in an Asian meat market. The ongoing theme is "What is love?" and Beverly is sort of maligned for not reacting positively to a host body that contains the being of the one whose initial host body died. She is quite conflicted. Of course, none of us are able to recount our experiences with aliens, unless you live in a New Mexico desert, but our physical being is certainly a huge factor in our attractions and rejections. Let's face it, Heidi Klum is going to be more successful in attracting men than one of ordinary physical presence. And so it goes. If the guy had been transplanted into a duck, would Beverly have been attracted to him? Riker becomes the host. How about all the implications and hesitancies that are fueled by this reality. What if Wesley Crusher had been the host. How would she have handled that. There is so much unfairness here. There is even a touch of homophobia. Interesting episode.
