I do not have a TV and have not watched TV for decades, which has saved me the torture of the “idiot’s lantern” and having to deal with or speak to anyone whose conversation revolves around what was on the telly yesterday, or what will be on it tomorrow.
Dr Who as a series is as old as me just about, and I did first watch it on 405 line UHF black and white, and the charm or the early series was the technology and budget limitations meant they were all set on earth, so for the period the storytelling was quite good, and only now and again did you have a plot hole so vast it required the waving of hands and “magic” technology that broke all the laws of thermodynamics and science…
20 years later the beeb did another sci fi series that was again only limited by the technology of the day and the budget, an which otherwise still stands up today, that was Blakes’ 7 and the character development and plots were extremely good.
Around the same time there was Space 1999, which had gorgeous sets but the story was pants, it was just a vehicle to spend the budget for year two on the failed series UFO, and the plot holes were fucking enormous, mainly to do with the moon being blown out of orbit in an explosion and for the purposes of the plot traveling at many many multiples of light speed then slowing down to a few thousand miles per hour during the next episode and flyby of the next episodes baddy base…
…. but back to old black and white 405 line Dr Who, stuff like the Sibermen (I’m sure it was spelt that way and not cybermen) in the sewers of London taking over the population and converting them, the plot was good enough to suspend disbelief for everything else and enjoyment could ensue, things went a bit downhill when plot lines moved away from Stavros being the father of the daleks to the daleks themselves being autonomous evil robots, but all that I could live with.
Yesterday apparently, it being christmas, which has become the traditional time for the doctor to reincarnate (funny, cos it never used to be, so how did something that never used to be so become canon for the series?) the doctor reincarnated again, and has come back as a cunt.
Time fucking LORD, what part of that makes it sound like a bitch can ever play the main role?
Now I will be the first to admit that the past 50 years of Dr Who there was nothing in the acting or the plot where you couldn’t get similar levels of technical competence from a wimminz, there were after all plenty of cupboards and shoe boxes that could out act Johnny Weismuller, but, Tarzan was a fucking bloke first and foremost, and so was Dr Who.
Imagine I was a proper actor with a proper career, and as a bloke some dweeb producer offers me a role in the rebooted Mrs Marple, but the lead is now a bloke, irrespective of the script or my own acting ability, it’s not a “challenge” for me to take on the role, this isn’t a tenuous at best one shot plot line like Mrs Doubtfire, if I take the part I merely cement my name in the firmament as that wanker who played the first male Mrs Marple and thus heralded the middle of the end of the era, it effectively changes what is left of my career, no matter how talented I am, now matter how good the script, I will always be the bloke that played marple and ruined it (assuming it was any fucking good in the first place)
So no, I haven’t seen the first christingle gender fluid reboot of Dr Who, don’t know who the female doctor is, nor am I about to, and the fact is none of those things detract one iota from my ability to criticize it.
I do not need to see it to verify whether or not the bint can act or not, or the script is good or crap. The whole fucking preposition is fundamentally fucked beyond all redemption.
I put it here not to mourn yet another lost childhood icon, this isn’t snow white getting gang banged by the dwarves every night, I put it here to illustrate the concept that when you only have one strategy you will never stop doubling down, and doubling down on the feminazi / marxist / destroy the role of the white male in society thang is still going strong, real strong, no signs of fading yet.
I’ve said this before and I will say it again because it bears repeating, I know this young girl, just entering teens and puberty, and there are a million and one “survival” type reasons why it might be in her best interests to spend as much time as possible with me learning and experiencing shit, and at this point the feminazis will be focusing on the under age sexual angle, but the fact is that anyone out there who has ever had any kind of apprentice knows, having an apprentice kills your productivity, even if they do no wrong, ever… it’s a losing proposition, and it always was… the master only ever does it because he is paying forward the debt he incurred as an apprentice himself, in every other instance he is better off hiring someone who has already been apprenticed by someone else…
So leaving the illicit underage sex aside, this young girl would represent a monstrous extra burden on my and my life.. that’s not very attractive, and for the sake of completeness to address the all men are rapists thing, sex with her would be 100x as crap and 100x as unpleasant as sex with her equivalent 100 years ago would have been, and if you then take all of the above and wrap it up into one package and start dealing with that individual as a whole, which is what you have to do in real life, even if I never talked about motor vehicles much less taught her to drive it is only a matter of time until she will want to because she can because “everyone else is” and so on, and throughout all of this I will have to be dealing with someone who grew up in a world with a skanky ho as the Dr, and who despite being westcountry UK speaks with a grody cross between valley girl and bay girl accent thanks to all the hollyweird media she has been absorbing all her life, and you get to a place where all the arguments (and many of them are quite valid) about exploitation of minors and child labour rules and human rights rules that themselves make the whole concept of me taking her on full time as a pet project are irrelevant…
… and they are irrelevant because the kid themselves as presented to me in reality is so far below the minimum feasible “raw materials for an apprentice” stage that no matter how much she might, with 20/20 hindsight, look back in the future and wish she had had that opportunity, now matter how vital it may be to her very survival (and child suicide rates are going up, so that is actually a valid premise) that she have access to said apprenticeship, she has nothing to offer me that could possibly induce me to take her on.
Hell, let’s be realistic and brutally honest here, the cyphers that are my own flesh and blood estranged sons are growing up in the same toxic shit environment, and I feel like taking a 1″ iron bar to the next cunt that tells me some variation upon the theme that blood is thicker than water and when they are 16 or 17 or 18 and out of psycho skank ho mommy’s sphere of influence, they will come around of their own accord.
The cunts are also growing up in a world with a female Dr Who, you think mere flesh and blood can overcome insuperable obstacles like society trashing everything they were supposed to be as boys from the year dot of their lives?
I’ll accept that genetics and spirit can resist the onslaught to a certain extent, but genetics and spirit is no substitute to being able to rebuild a honda cub engine at 13 or understanding the basics of how a lathe works or basic DC electrics or basic materials science.
So we get 13 going on 5, and 16 going on 7, in valuable intellect and experience terms, and 13 going on 25 and 16 going on 35 in detrimental attitude and thought process terms, the die is effectively cast.
That can’t be fixed, lacking Dr Who and his time masheen (sic) to go back in time and fix things, there is no way to fix it.
At best in ideal circumstances with willing and eager participants, and now we are already heavily into fantasy land and need to invoke still more vast quantities of fantasy to assume that society is just going to sit back and watch and permit this, at which point we are somewhere beyond buying the winning jackpot lottery ticket every week for the next ten years, we have what?
We have someone who is going to permanently intellectually and emotionally disabled, with a lot of work and effort on my part by the time this kid is 25 and approaching what would have been their prime they’ll be roughly equivalent to the average 17 year old who left school at 16 back in the 60’s or 70’s.
I am old enough I can actually point to and name individuals that are living proof of this, my methods may have sucked and my attitude may have sucked and I may have been a bastard and everything else, but I can only work with the raw materials I have been given, and if the raw materials are desperately lacking, you have to push harder, because now you have 15 years worth of work to be done in 5 years, and that ain’t my fault…. meanwhile the kid in question can’t see the wood for the trees and ain’t none of it like what they see on the teevee or hear from their friends, and they give you the big fuck you and the horse you rode in on, I’ve learned a lot (having no concept that yes, they have learned a lot, compared to what they knew when I first met them, but they still only know 0.5% of what I can teach them, so they only know enough to be dangerous) and I am too good for this shit you put me though, kiss my ass…
.. and a decade passes and they have not moved on one iota, they do not own anything, they haven’t learned anything new, they aren’t self reliant and able to do anything for themselves, and of course every failing in their lives is now my fault.
This is the shit that the wannabe padawan has to contend with, the old, experienced (male) Dr who timelord with knowledge and experience falling out of his ass like dandruff is the hardest sell in the book.
I do not have to watch the new Dr Cunt to know for a fact that nowhere in the script will there be an example of the old smart Dr deservedly talking down to the young stupid sidekick, no matter how cute and sexy.
The Lone Ranger had Tonto, which is spanish for stupid, batman and robin was the same deal, the side kick is always stupid and impetuous, because apprentices always are, even if they are cartoon mice of indeterminate sex, and I’m lookin’ at you mickey as the sorcerer’s apprentice, and of course the other thing that was mandated for apprentices, like bilbo baggings, was that despite their ignorance, their hearts were in the right place, the master saw the POTENTIAL.
As we move into 2018 no wannabe padawan has a heart in the right place, society and media programming and Dr Hymen all go to ensure that that is so, and anyone who dares to tread those waters, as I myself was stupid enough to do getting on for 2 decades ago, get severely punished for it.
In my day job I often joke about taking on some young apprentice with big tits and O levels, it says a lot that just about every other business owner I say this in front of adopts a facial expression like I just talked about showing a cactus us their ass, jesus fucking christ mate, that shit is so full of fucking landmines how can you even fucking joke about it, even hiring blokes isn’t proof against that sexual shit anymore, and these new laws where people can change their sex on a whim, and then I have to cater to that as an employer and make sure toilet and other facilities have to take all this stuff into consideration….. jesus…
Still, there are plenty of openings on the minimum wage with zero career prospects and every square inch of the premises covered by at least three separate CCTV cameras where all you need to do is say “Do you want fries with that” or read a script off a screen when the IP telephony system forwards a customer call to you, so, no big deal.
Who knows, one day one in 20 million of you may aspire to the heights of playing the new female lead in Superman, so it’s all good.
All the other roles, first female manager, first female foreign secretary, first female prime minister, first female CEO, they’ve all gone, and despite the incumbents making a total fuckup of every single role, there is a new revolving door (see Meg Whitman et al) and the fact is sister, you may be born with a cunt, but you are NOT a part of that team, and you will never get to play a role.
Your job is to keep them in their job, by fighting against the patriarchy of those who were good enough to apprentice you, or give you a break, or treat you as an individual with potential, so nobody is every allowed to question things like why is that useless bitch in that role in the first fucking place, still, I suppose the remaining fans can look forwards to LGBTQ+ daleks with each of the bumps painted in a rainbow of colours
women want ownership of geeky men things right about the time that it starts to make big money.
Comment by patriarchal landmine — December 26, 2017 @ 11:46 pm
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Comment by undefined — December 27, 2017 @ 1:43 am
i’ve never said that taking an apprentice would be easy.
the master only ever does it because he is paying forward the debt he incurred as an apprentice himself
well, that and the idea that “rising tides lift all ships”.
a society composed of nothing but useless twats might skate for a time on the fat of previous ( competent ) generations. but eventually, that Useless Twat society is going to crash and burn.
Comment by bob k. mando — December 27, 2017 @ 8:14 pm
>the master only ever does it because
And because someone has to get beer and carry stuff!
My meister threw chalk at me when i was doing something wrong, and i was thankful for the tip!
Can you imagine this today, a “master” throwing “white” chalk? He would probably be sent to the Hague…
Comment by guest — December 28, 2017 @ 8:03 am