They find honor in their own way. They may find honor in serving vile gagh, hunting fresh Lingtas and Targs, cleaning up after the evil messy people. Their enemy may not be another person, another crew, another empire, but time, animals, falling-apart buildings, concrete/cement, messy people, vines and weeds, etc. Everyone finds honor in their own way. (but most of the time they are also fighting.)
Which also makes me wonder if climbing the ladder works the same throughout society. Can the apprentice still learning to forge a bat’leth kill the blacksmith and take over his business? Is that murder or did the p’tah have it coming because he couldn’t defend himself anymore?
Fighting the very laws of reality sounds way more challenging than fighting that dude over there.
But what about boring jobs. Are there Klingon janitors? Klingon repairmen? Klingon construction workers?
There have to be Klingon chefs, right? Isn’t replicated gagh inferior? Is blood wine just blood or are there Klingon vinyards?
They didn’t always have replicators so there must have been Klingon factory workers
They find honor in their own way. They may find honor in serving vile gagh, hunting fresh Lingtas and Targs, cleaning up after the evil messy people. Their enemy may not be another person, another crew, another empire, but time, animals, falling-apart buildings, concrete/cement, messy people, vines and weeds, etc. Everyone finds honor in their own way. (but most of the time they are also fighting.)
Which also makes me wonder if climbing the ladder works the same throughout society. Can the apprentice still learning to forge a bat’leth kill the blacksmith and take over his business? Is that murder or did the p’tah have it coming because he couldn’t defend himself anymore?
There is a klingon restaurant on the promenade on DS9. The Chef is also a passionate singer
A speck of dust! * pulls disruptor, pulverizes surface * For Kah’less!!
Well, that’s optimistic.
Meanwhile, I’m over here imagining them summarily executing litterbugs.