In which I display my over-investment in so many glorious ways...
[The comments on this post will undoubtedly contain spoilers for Doctor Who. Be warned.]
Regular readers of this journal will know that I'm big on compassion. I may, at some point, have referred to it as the most human of emotions. I'm also paranoid, so yes, this is the cue to roll your eyes.
But I'd really fucking like it if television producers could be respectful of their fans.
In my experience, they follow only behind politicians as a class of people who have no utter grain of respect for the people who are instrumental to their success. That said, I vote with my feet. Same as I do in elections.
So the next time, Mr. Television Producer, that you announce something edgy and I get the feeling you're sniggering at me from behind your hand?
I vote with my wallet.
Because you are not a greater or better person for taking my love and turning it against me. You are not a greater and better person for tricking me or attempting to trick me. We are not sixteen and you should not be the kid by the lockers trying to trip me up. I left high school. So did you. It's juvenile and yes, honestly, it makes me feel like shit. The kid at the lockers did, too. But you know what? It took me years to learn that it's not a reflection on me. That it's the kid's stupid, cruel fault. Perpetuating cruelty? Not cool. Playing on my emotions? So doesn't make you a man.
Now everyone can yell at me.
Regular readers of this journal will know that I'm big on compassion. I may, at some point, have referred to it as the most human of emotions. I'm also paranoid, so yes, this is the cue to roll your eyes.
But I'd really fucking like it if television producers could be respectful of their fans.
In my experience, they follow only behind politicians as a class of people who have no utter grain of respect for the people who are instrumental to their success. That said, I vote with my feet. Same as I do in elections.
So the next time, Mr. Television Producer, that you announce something edgy and I get the feeling you're sniggering at me from behind your hand?
I vote with my wallet.
Because you are not a greater or better person for taking my love and turning it against me. You are not a greater and better person for tricking me or attempting to trick me. We are not sixteen and you should not be the kid by the lockers trying to trip me up. I left high school. So did you. It's juvenile and yes, honestly, it makes me feel like shit. The kid at the lockers did, too. But you know what? It took me years to learn that it's not a reflection on me. That it's the kid's stupid, cruel fault. Perpetuating cruelty? Not cool. Playing on my emotions? So doesn't make you a man.
Now everyone can yell at me.