BSG Goes Crazy

I have just finished the second season of Battlestar Galactica.  What.  The.  Fuck.  Over the course of the last two episodes they colonized a new, crappy planet for a year and got conquered by the newly atheist cylons.  Gaius "I-see-dead-cylons" Baltar is president of the colonies, and Laura Roslin is a schoolteacher again.  Starbuck's long hair does not look good at all.  The hair and the frumpy sweatshirt make her look like trailer trash--which all the humans have become.  After a whole year they are living in tents.  Not even shanties or huts.  Tents.  Oh, and Apollo got quite fat over the course of the year.

Update:  you were right, Opheliac.  BSG does have Mormon influence, as one of the main creators of the original '78 series was Mormon.  Also, I am starting to like the direction the show has taken, oddly enough.  I like that they go where the story takes them rather than planning everything ahead.  It is random at times, but it can actually make for more subtle character and thematic exploration than might be possible with more structure.