That's It, It's Over
Dear Supernatural,
I didn’t want to do this. The truth is it’s not you it’s me: I deserve so much better than this lacklustre bullshit.
I thought that season 3 was a blip; after the writer’s strike you needed time to regroup and get back on your feet. Two seasons later I can delude myself no longer. I was secretly excited, you know. I tried so hard not to be. Even though Sam brought on the apocalypse by trying to save the world while Dean and Castiel were apparently trying to save the world by the amazingly brave and clever plan of sitting on their asses doing nothing, I had hope.
I wasn't able to avoid the spoiler that Ellen and Jo were coming back and it made me so happy. But it’s not as though they’re staying though, right? The regular cast might get girl germs again and betray their brother because that’s what happens when women are present; they betray the menfolk and lead them into temptation. Did you see what I did there? Have you noticed it’s been raining anvils recently?
What happened to you?
Maybe I should have seen the signs, what with all the periphery racism and sexism which constantly pissed me off, but I thought you were being careless, not malevolent. Maybe you actually are just careless. I don’t know anymore.
What happened to all the stuff about family, the freedom of the road and the idea that people didn’t have to be supernatural to be monstrous? Is it a rule on the CW that everything has to boil down to “destiny” being an excuse to set up decent, proactive people to fail because they’re the designated bad guys, while others have to do jack shit to become “heroes”?
No, inserting slash this late isn’t going to cut it. You just kicked Sam off his own show. I wasn’t always a Samgirl, but shoving Dean’s manpain down my throat every week sure fixed that. The show used to end with the Impala driving off onto a new adventure, not on Jensen Ackles’ Single Tear of Emo. (Hint: it looses its impact when you see it every week.)
I liked Castiel too, but how am I supposed to enjoy his fish-out of water shtick when the only character I relate to is gone and angelfeathers has taken his place?
Don’t even try to pretend you’ll make the episodes 50/50, I was there last season.
I’d suggest we spend some time apart, but that’s what the last three months of you being off the air was for. We’ve grown apart too much.
Here’s what I’m going to do. I won’t promise to stay away from you. I might even watch you next week. I’ll read awesome fanfic and watch brilliant vids, but it’ll be in my Smallville state of mind. Namely: I liked what it was and this is what it could have been. But I can’t be as emotionally invested anymore. I can’t keep expecting you to change for the better because I’ll just be disappointed again.
Enough is enough.
Goodbye: you stupid, heartbreaking son of a bitch.
Another Dreamer.
PS
The idea that angels want to start Armageddon too? Is Good Omens, only suckier. I’m off to read that story; it’s fun and it makes sense. Call me when you remember how to do either.