There is a lot of talk about how quickly the people of the Star Wars galaxy memory-hole the Jedi after the Empire cracks down on them, becoming a galactic legend with a smuggler's lifetime.
But hell, I could handle the way the entire galaxy in Blake's 7 pretends Commissioner Sleer in the later seasons isn't obviously the mighty Servalan, as if there were two homicidally ambitious women with that fashion sense and that haircut.
I'm still a little confused why she had to go through that deception, but even in the near infinite diversity of a future civilisation, there could only ever be one Jacqueline Pearce.
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