The second series of Doctor Who under Russell T. Davies' second stint is over and I am wrestling with my confusion about all of this and trying to figure out if I should continue thinking about it at all.
There's no need for anything to continue on forever. I think it might be best for the show to end for a while to take stock of all of this. What makes this show worthy of remembering?
What I love most, though, is how finally deciding to watch has brough up thoughts of the underlying themes and how they relate to the idea of what fiction is and how we are all made up of stories told to us by others.
I am not at a point anymore where I put entertainment first. My work as publisher of Town Crier Productions allows me to use my creativity for purpose.
That purpose? Information.
"You won't get it," I say in a reference to another British science-fiction show from the past.
The past is fading and disappearing as light that was fades from memory.
Earlier this morning I woke up in a place where the early morning rise of the sun could be tracked on the left hand side of the two-story hallway that is the opening portal of the house where I am staying.
As I type this I look upon the earth's rotation as seen on the left hand side of the two-story hallway. I've spent so much time here now that I have a lot of memories of how my placement on the earth matches the rotation of our planet. These fit alongside measurements subconsciously remembered at home.
As I type this I've not yet actually seen what happens at the end of the final episode. It's called "The Reality War" and I know this will likely be the last new Doctor Who to happen for at least two years.
The reality is, the show didn't land any sort of a boost when it started on Disney +.
A reason for that could be that the archive is on HBO Max, or whatever it is called.
But another is that there's no reason why this story should be important to anyone outside a narrow demographic. The show since the return of RTD has been reliant on a lot of mythology about the 60 year history of the show. To me, that's not the point of the show but it's also the point of the show.
I have absolutely no point here.
I just wanted to mark time. I wanted to write that I am a 51-year-old man temporarily staying in a house in Pennsylvania in order to document a part of my life. That's all I wish, really.
Learning about Doctor Who when I was in the early years of my second decade connected me to the concept of documentation. At first for me the show was just this adventure show about this weird guy with a scarf. But I learned there was a whole 20-year history!
This is not a complete account. I didn't expect to make it. I want to see the next bit now so I'm going to stop and yet I'll see how I can connect this to my timeline.
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