@ Liv: I like the "new design" of your desktop very much.
And now to Star Trek. I have to confess that I am a little Trekkie/Trekker myself and that's the main reason why I did the next:
PART ONETrekkish scientists have the new theory, that planet Monk and planet Vulcan are neighbor planets.


But these opinions differ, because the inhabitants of both planets do certainly have a lot in common but also the biggest differences in their behavior.
At first, we will have a look at the most serious differences:
Vulcans hide their emotions (they would never ever get a nervous breakdown) and they assume this also at other people:

By contrast Monkians show every tiny nuance of an emotion:
In the subway:
Woman (to Monk): Mister, mister, are you okay?
Sharona: Oh, he--he--he's fine.
Woman: He's crying. .
Sharona: We couldn't find a cab. Vulcans appear not to be frightened at all--at least they claim not to be frightened at all.
By contrast Monkians are frightened by almost everything. Even by milk:

And Vulcans would probably never ever--not even in the slightest dimension-- develop the tiniest touch of a neurosis (except their peculiar characteristic of being accurate to the dot over the i, of course)
Vulcans can stun somebody with a movement of their hand--unfortunately Monkians can't do so (altough it would be very practical sometimes)
And now to the things they have in common--or at least their similarities.Vulcans sometimes do strange gestures with their hands:

Monkians every now and then do the same:
Monkians remember really everything and they see every tiny detail. And they are never wrong (at least they claim to do so).
Stottlemeyer (about Monk): He, uh, has an encyclopaedic knowledge of the strangest, most arcane things.
Monk: …unless I’m wrong, which, you know, I’m not… Vulcans are always compared with computers, because they remember really everything. They are meticulous to the last decimal place and they are never wrong (at least they claim to do so.)
Monkians don't want that their food touches and they probably don't like it, to eat with their fingers. But one thing is 100 % sure (or are it only 96 %?), they don't like it, when people touch food sitting in the same bowl.
Sharona is eating a hot-dog, some other people are eating too:
Monk (right beside her): I am so hungry.
Sharona: Well, get a hot dog.
Monk: No. No, thanks. No.(Julie helps herself to some chocolate from a bowl and
Mrs. Gilstrap offers Monk to help himself also.)
Monk: Uh. No thanks, I'm allergic.
Mrs. Gilstrap: To chocolate?
Monk: No, ma'am, uh, I'm allergic to food that's been sitting in a bowl all night and other people have been touching.They also don't eat nachos from a bowl with other people.
Even Vulcans don't touch their food:

Monkians don't like it, to shake others people hands to greet them, but they do it, because it is polite. But afterwards it is indispensable to clean their hands very carefully with wet-wipes.

They also don't like it, to be touched on other parts of their body, although they allow it some people to do it sometimes (but only grudgingly)


Even Vulcans prefer it, not to be touched. To avoid this annoying hand-shaking ritual (because of the suppression of their emotions they don't really matter very much about politeness) they ostentatiously fold their hands behind their backs.

Monkians messure with a ruler, if their hair is really cut in the right length:

Vulcans are only going to a hairdresser/barber with a level or much better with a levelcheckinglevel for the level:

It doesn't harm either the Monkians or the Vulcans very much, if they get insulted--they sometimes even thank the people who insulted them:
The Monkians accept insults, because they know themselves that they are "different“:
Stottlemeyer: Look. I don't mind living in your shadow, Monk. You're a
freak of nature.
Monk: Thank you.Monk: But--But for the purposes of this recreation, let's just call it what they call it
on planet Earth.
Sharona: Like you would know. The Vulcans don't care about an insult, because they pretend that nobody can insult them.



It is claimed, that Vulcans don't (can't) lie--some Monkians claim the same about themselves:
Monk: Wait a minute. What? (She walks away.) Wait, Natalie. Wait, wait, here's the thing. I can't lie. I'm not good at it.Sometimes it seems that Monkians can read the minds of other people (especially of suspects):
Monk (listening to a speech of Daniel Thorn, where he is mentioning his wife):
He didn’t love her.
Natalie: How do you know?
Monk (shrugs his shoulders): I know.Vulcans can read the minds of other people or to be more exactly they are mind-“melding“ (but they have to "touch“ to do so)
Monkians don't like it, when they have to undress (especially in front of public) and it doesn't matter, if it is only a part of their clothing:

Sharona: Why? 'cause he's naked? (Monk nods) You've never seen a naked man before?
Monk: No.
Sharona: Oh, you've seen yourself naked, right?
Monk (hesitates--it looks as if he wants to nod): Just once.But at an emergency situation or if they are not really themselves, it could happen--

Even the old new Vulcans (quite the contrary to the new old Vulcans--CAUTION HARD (NAKED) FACTS.
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Only in states of emergency you can see a little bit more of them (that's because somebody has to paint their body permanently with yellow-greenish color and they are not allowed to sweat)
Vulcans prefer loneliness--Monkians on the one hand because they are forced to do so on the other hand because they don't like crowds of people.