I’d want to be one of those serving boys on the planet of the matriarchal six-foot women.
Sure, I’d like to live in a civilization that has replicators, holodecks, and medicine that can cure anything short of death!
I’d choose the holodecks. You could program plenty of attractive, intelligent female officers into it. Of course, they would have to stay there, but why would you want to leave them? 