Mitch Benn’s Proud of the BBC

Very little needs to be said about this. Mitch Benn, famous comedic song writer of The One Show and Watchdog has performed this little ditty, which says pretty much everything that needs to be said about this great British institution, that we can never afford to let go of.


Doctor Who vs the frigid virgins

Doctor Who tonight aired it’s fifth episode of the new Moffat era – “Flesh and Stone” – and with it’s final four minutes came yet another scene to allow the morality police of the Daily Mail readership types to rattle their well worn sabers.

You see, at the end of this episode the Doctor’s companion Amy threw herself at The Doctor. Sure enough forums like the rapidly growing right wing enclave Digital Spy rang out with righteous indignation and a misplaced moral fervour. “Won’t someone please think of the children” they all seemed to cry. “Im sick of the companions fancying him” some moaned, not realising that somehow they’ve missed the plot of the four previous episodes and key points of the show since 1963.

You see, in this very short amount of time we have learnt alot about this character. Amy is damaged. The Doctor had a profound effect on her. She was a child without any real family to speak of, certainly no father figure, and dreamed of escaping her mundane life long before she had even met The Doctor. She obsessed about him, she bit four psychiatrists when they dared to suggest he was real. She made a man who was hopelessly in love with her since childhood (Rory) substitute for him. She became a kissogram… Amy was broken. Amy of course was never meant to be this way, and it was The Doctor’s fault for entering her life. She didn’t want a relationship and doesn’t really fancy the Doctor as such, though she might believe she does, she just wanted one last fling and planned on it to be the person she had used as a father substitute. The girl has Daddy issues. She is a very realistic, rounded character. I’ve met her. She’s an escapist.

Of course the morality police of the Daily Mail have kicked in. They have never been able to reflect and accept the modern society we now live in. They dream of a bygone age of austerity that never existed. They don’t know of the world of children of American GIs in Britain, where women had affairs with them whilst they waited to be deployed to fight against the boy they erroneously backed in the Second World War. They forget the battles between Rockers and Mods and the highly sexually charged world of the late 50s and the birth of the teenager. They certainly don’t seem to remember the sexual revolution of the 60s either.

You see, tonight’s Doctor Who did that. It reflected culture like it always has, and I’d it in a way that young children wouldn’t really understand, Mom would titter at and Dad would wish he was in The Doctor’s place right there and then, quietly in the corner puffing out his cheeks and wondering why the Doctor was so mad as to keep replacing his braces over his shoulders.

The obsessive Doctor Who fans too once again rallied against the idea of The Doctor having a romantic relationship. Of course they forget his first companion was his granddaughter, or that to be there at all The Time Lords must have some kind of sexual relations, and that we have actually seen The Doctor’s mother too. They also seem to not notice that neither of them wanted romance either but that doesn’t stop those that are just jealous that it is not them getting to make out a little with their hero.

The Daily Mail and the frigid virgins of Doctor Who fandom would have you believe that Doctor Who maybe damaging our children and it’s reputation as a family show, and any kind of emotional or sexual angle to the characters is almost degrading our families and children. Far from it, 47 years of the show has shown us by now that Doctor Who isn’t just fantastic television, but it’s a cultural mirror that reflects our culture, that changes over time to evolve to that culture, and entertains the nation by showing us the culture we live in. It doesn’t just do that for it’s core audience either, it entertains a great many people not just in Britain, but all over the world.

If The Daily Mail or the sexless keyboard warriors of the Internet don’t like that, then they can just fuck right off.

Doctor Who – The End of Time Review

Doctor Who - The End of Time

The End of Time

This is my review of David Tennant’s final stand as The Doctor, as written for
I’m hoping when the season kicks in during 2010, that my Doctor Who cohort might see fit to arrange a schedule with me so I don’t have to write all 13 reviews. *cough cough*

Anyway, heres my take on the show, suffice to say I like it enough that I will be purchasing it in one form or another….

Doctor Who, unlike any other show, before it or since, has thrived on a world of change. The character’s basic premise of regeneration was built into the show to never have to rely on one single actor to take the role, and that the mantle could pass down from actor to actor generation to generation, era to era. The 2 part finale shown in the UK and US during the Christmas and New Year period was designed to leave you in no doubt, then end of an era began in 2005 was here.

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