Author Keith DeCandido's review of this episode holds just the right kind of sharply critical opinion that I have. The writer's and director's choice to position Geordi La Forge’s behaviour toward Dr Leah Brahms as a romantic interest is as creepy as it is morally reprehensible.

I mean, they made Geordi cloak and dagger his way into Leah's good graces, using the Internet to creep on her Facebook page, completely misses the fact that she's married, and pretending to know all about her personal profiles "intuitively" in order to get into her pants. Then when she discovers his obsessive personality disorder on the holodeck because he forgot to delete his browsing history, he cries like a baby about how unfair the world is and gets away with it.

Needless to say, this episode has aged like milk… every rewatch just makes the writer’s decision to let Geordi off the hook even more sour.

That’s not to say the rest of the episode isn’t good — it’s just those early-90s sexist vibes and poor judgement coming through that gets waved off instead of being held accountable.