"Take a seat," Spock said as Sulu entered the boardroom. They both sat down at an oval table in the center of the room. "As you know, Lindstrom and some others stayed behind on Beta III to help the society adjust to no longer being controlled by Landru. But I had some questions about the influence that Landru had on our crewmates, being strangers to the planet." Spock brought out a recorder and placed it on the table. Pressing record, he said, "Begin statement from Lieutenant Hikaru Sulu of the USS Enterprise. Please explain what happened when you came under Landru's influence."
Sulu sighed before answering, "Well, it was the happiest I'd ever felt, plus ten times on top of that. But what I seemed to want changed as well."
"What did you want, Lieutenant?"
"I wanted to do whatever I was told, because the joy I was experiencing made me feel sure that whatever I was told to do would be the right choice. I didn't... have interest in things that usually make me happy, like my work in botany or research on weaponry. I only wanted to follow the orders." Sulu paused before adding, "Thinking back on it now, it all seems so artificial. I might not feel as happy as I did then again, but I'll be able to make choices that will make things better naturally." He smiled. "At least, I hope so!"
"That will do," Spock said turning the recorder off. "Fascinating. The computer treated sentient beings as ants in a colony – simply alive to perform functions for the greater good of the society."
"That's an interesting observation, Mr. Spock. But ants are able to do astounding things together that they wouldn't be able to do themselves, like take down predators or protect their colony."
"But of course," Spock said, "that is one of the factors the computer Landru did not take into account. Sentient, free-thinking beings are not objectively uniform as ants are. We can celebrate accomplishments done as a society, surely, but different individuals bring different skills to the table – different skills and values that cannot be objectified in the same way."
"Well put, Mr. Spock," Sulu said, clapping the Vulcan on the shoulder. "I would say, very well put."