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I’d tell you the ending to this post but it was cancelled, sorry.

William Hartnell as the First Doctor

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Today is a special day. Today marks the 47th Anniversary of Doctor Who. 47 years ago today William Hartnell abducted two schoolteachers in a time machine with his granddaughter to have a so-so adventure with cavemen before The Daleks aired and everything started to kick off (to be fair, the first episode of An Unearthly Child, i.e. the first episode ever, is a really good piece of science fiction that everyone should see. But just skip to The Daleks, really. The cavemen not so much. Apart from that one bit where The Doctor is about to smash this guys head in with a rock and Ian is like “What THE HELL, Doctor?”. That was awesome.).



Now 47 years is a long time. It’s older than me, probably you and Michelle Trachtenberg. It’s almost half a century long. Now this anniversary is made especially amazing due to the fact that it’s a mircle these days that most TV shows make it to one year, let alone 47.

I am referring to the recently cancelled Caprica. Caprica, a noirish cyber-punky family drama with hints of Blade Runner (that also happened to be a prequel to the amazing Battlestar Galactica), died before it had a chance to live, and is now being kicked and spat on as it lies on the ground, as SyFy (I hate that name) has decided to blow it’s load and air the remaining episodes one after another so they can replace it with Wrestlers Do The Funniest Things or something.


You see it was cancelled mid-season with five episodes left to air. Which they don’t want to air until January for literally no reason. Of course their plans are foiled by Canada who are airing these episodes right now which means that pretty much everyone will have seen them when SyFy throws them out in January. And the real sting in the tail? The remaining episodes have been really good. But according to SyFy the show hasn’t developed the viewership it wanted so they axed it before the good episodes aired (you know, the good episodes being the one that builds the viewership). Of course that also isn’t helped by the giant gaps SyFy would leave between episodes.


They release the pilot, it’s good! When’s the show start, SyFy? Not until next year? Oh forget it then!


The show starts, hey it’s still pretty good! Oh they’ve stopped it mid season. When does it start again? Several months? Oh, forget it then!

It’s like trying to read a book but when you’ve finished the first few chapters and really are getting into it someone runs up to you and says “AH HA NOW YOU CAN HAVE THIS BACK IN SIX MONTHS!” and you say “Why can’t I read it right now?” and they say “WE JUST DON’T KNOW! Try and remember literally everything that happened in the book in six months, though!”.


But of course this seems to be the trend nowdays. If a show isn’t a massive super-wow hit in the first five episodes, it’s gone. It’s dead. The obvious and most famous example is Firefly, which caused such a fan outcry that it made Fox keep Dollhouse on for a whole other season just so they could delay the fan backlash for another year (although I would’ve preferred another year of Firefly than another year of Dollhouse, thanks). But the trouble is, in most cases, a first season isn’t that great. The show needs time to work out exactly what it is, the actors and writers need to figure out the best way to write and portray the characters, and that takes time. Most of the great shows I watched around ten years ago had these bad starter seasons. Remember the first two seasons of Star Trek TNG? A couple of good episodes, mostly a bit bland and boring, but then it hit it’s stride with season 3. Nowadays it would be gone by Where No One Has Gone Before. Same with the so-so first seasons of Deep Space Nine before Ronald D. Moore came in and said “Hey here’s an idea: Make it awesome.” And of course if Buffy’s first season had been made today we never would have seen the amazing season 2 and the amazing show that followed it (and the amazing Michelle Trachtenberg).


This is all made the worse now that every show has to be a damn arc show. Thanks to Lost being successful every show needs an arc across the season or series where it turns out that the big CGI thing in the first episode was actually caused by renegade dolphins or something. And while in general this arc trend is good, encouraging character development and such, it does mean that you get a lot of shows that start to build to up things and then get cancelled before they can tell us the ending. If you want arcs, let the shows have the time to tell the story, please. It’s really frustrating.



So, in summary, happy birthday Doctor Who!



Oh and don’t even get me started on that Buffy reboot…


Post 2: Hey I remembered my password, that’s a good sign.

Hey look, a second post. Hopefully this one will be less confusing than the first.

So the process of starting a blog, it seems, is harder than it looks. I have several topics in my head that have been running around in there for a while that I need to let out before the scratch up the furniture, but on writing this second post I sit here oddly directionless. Do I use up one of the topics I had thought of originally? Do I do an off-the-cuff rant about the state of television after the recently announced cancellation of Caprica (and believe me, there’s a rant in here somewhere)? Or do I do what I seem to be doing right now and write a fourth wall breaking blog about that’s about whether or not I should write a fourth wall breaking blog post.

I suppose I should go into a little more detail about the reason(s) why this blog exists. You see, as I mentioned before I work in SEO, Search Engine Optimisation, and by “work in” I mean “hired with no experience in the field, given a book to read, then made head of an SEO section in our company (with no pay increase)”. So if being flung straight into the deep end wasn’t enough to make me dislike the work then the actual work itself was more than enough. You see, despite being put in charge of other people, the basic plan of our SEO attack is still out of my hands, with it being controlled by those-on-high, some of whom know less about it than I. And it’s our most recent tactic that has spurred this blog and the (hopefully not too boring) rants (and maybe even, like, not-rants) that will go on it. As I previously mentioned, my day is now spent making blogs. Bad blogs. Blogs used only to add a link into our site. Yes, blog-reading-people, spam blogs. And I hate it. I hate spam online, useless information that does nothing but make the internet harder to use for the actual normal people who use it. So that’s one reason why I’m here typing now – I want to give back to the blog word which I so sorrily pollute with actual content on an actual blog written by an actual person with no link-spamming in mind.

It’s actually quite refreshing for me, as due to the nature of our approach the blog posts we throw a link on to have to look, well, like blog posts. Which usually entails writing a couple hundred words for each about a subject I don’t care about, isn’t interesting to me, and basically not what I would ever want to blog about. Which is why I am blogging about what I want to blog about. And it shows, too. Writing this post came easily to me, I literally just started typing and the thoughts in my head went onto the screen my leg is itchy. Compare this to writing the bad blogs where I can sit at around 100 words for about half an hour wondering which part of my brain is dying.

Please don’t hate me. I don’t want to do this forever. I’d like to write music again, that would be nice.

Well now that that’s out of my system I hopefully wont rant like that again (was that even a rant? I have blogging self esteem issues). But seriously though if you take one thing from this post it’s that the cancellation of Caprica was a bad thing. It was a show wherein a cute girl hugged a robot. Don’t cancel shows that do that, you might as well cancel rainbows.

Taken from Caprica, I'LL MISS YOU.

There wasn't enough robot-hugging before Caprica and now there'll be even less.