open letter
Apr. 9th, 2010 12:51 pmDear Show,
I love you, I really do. We've been through our ups and downs, had our squabbles and some awesome conciliatory funtimes, agreed and disagreed, spent some time apart and come back together better for it.
Sometimes, though, and I am dead serious about this, I sort of want to put out a restraining order on you.
I'm not even going to get into what made me angry/defensive/let down about this episode. It certainly had its moments, and some of those moments were gorgeous or hilarious and reminded me why I sit down and devote swaths of my life to this odd pastime of fandom. But some of those moments were like watching your parents fight, or listening to your boss tell you you'll never be as good at your job as the man you replaced, or having to walk home with your keys in one hand and pepper spray in the other, just because you were born with the ability to carry another generation of humanity.
You have a devoted following of people who come here and together because you have inspired love: semi-irrational, deep-seated love for this world and its people.
That's not something you shrug off, not something you throw away. With all your discussion of faith, and the deep, gutting place that is faith lost, you of all entities should understand.
Love (because yes, still, love, even through deep disappointment),
Carmen
P.S. To the rest of you: our show sometimes fails at women (surprise!) So, go claim a
spnwomen_kink prompt, fire up the word processor, kick some ass, and take some names.
I love you, I really do. We've been through our ups and downs, had our squabbles and some awesome conciliatory funtimes, agreed and disagreed, spent some time apart and come back together better for it.
Sometimes, though, and I am dead serious about this, I sort of want to put out a restraining order on you.
I'm not even going to get into what made me angry/defensive/let down about this episode. It certainly had its moments, and some of those moments were gorgeous or hilarious and reminded me why I sit down and devote swaths of my life to this odd pastime of fandom. But some of those moments were like watching your parents fight, or listening to your boss tell you you'll never be as good at your job as the man you replaced, or having to walk home with your keys in one hand and pepper spray in the other, just because you were born with the ability to carry another generation of humanity.
You have a devoted following of people who come here and together because you have inspired love: semi-irrational, deep-seated love for this world and its people.
That's not something you shrug off, not something you throw away. With all your discussion of faith, and the deep, gutting place that is faith lost, you of all entities should understand.
Love (because yes, still, love, even through deep disappointment),
Carmen
P.S. To the rest of you: our show sometimes fails at women (surprise!) So, go claim a
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