I appreciated how incredibly rational he was. His first reaction was, “This is all so silly, I must clearly be dreaming. I shall now scream myself awake!”

He did this again in Distant Voices. “I’m being mind-raped to death by a Lethian? Oh, I don’t think so! Take my 125 year old tennis serve, asshole!”

And again, at the near-end of DS9 with Chief O’Brien in tow when they both cybermindfucked Sloan to get the cure for the Changeling virus. (Yeah, they totally did that, and Sisko and Ezri watched at least part of it).

I also appreciated the almost hilarious irony in that he was, in an almost Doctor Who twist of fate, wrong. No, Dr. Bashir, you are, in fact, trapped in a silly alien game, and must sing and dance your way out of it.

Doctor Who, indeed.