Imagine this: you’ve “dated” 600 people in San Fransisco without having typed a word to any of them. Instead, a busy little bot has completed the mindless ‘getting-to-know-you’ chatter on your behalf, and has told you which people you should actually get off the couch to meet.
The memes are becoming real. 
Barclay was right I ain't getting in that fucking thing
It's funny because you linked to the episode which demonstrates very conclusively that being Transported doesn't even break continuity of consciousness as you stay aware through the entire process and even "see" subspace in the limited capacity your energized pattern can perceive things
Yeah, Star Trek gets real goofy with it. You don't get broken down and re-constructed, you get turned in to, idk, some weird energy being for a bit then turned back to normal matter at your destination.
I mean yeah, but we only know he was wrong because of omniscient TV plot contrivance
He was right to not trust the soma machine
If there's anyone we should take cues from it's the guy who made holograms of his co-workers to act out power fantasies with and presumably fuck sometimes
Barclay? Shit, McCoy said it best when he told the female yeoman that he insisted on them beaming up first, "said something about first 'seeing how it scrambled our molecules.' "
And he said that just after two people got fried in the transporter!
I found a YouTube link in your comment. Here are links to the same video on alternative frontends that protect your privacy: