Doctor Who, Eleven For Eleven: The Best (And Worst) of the 11th Doctor

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Pretty good blog post, Jonathan.

Dislocated Life

“It all just disappears, doesn’t it? Everything you are, gone in a moment, like breath on a mirror. Any minute now, he’s a-comin’.”

“Who’s coming?”

“The Doctor.”

“You–you ARE the Doctor.”

“Yup. And I always will be. But times change, and so must I.”

The Doctor discards his favorite fashion accessory. The next man won't be needing this ...

On Christmas Day, two ongoing sci-fi stories I, perhaps foolishly, genuinely care about — two sets of characters and events and interesting things that exist only in our imaginations — were radically altered. Well, at least for the foreseeable future. One, which I’ve already talked about, is being shifted and changed around for a spell, a bit, an intriguing moment before, I hope, correcting its course and soaring for a new and interesting and transformative future. Not that I believe that’s really going to happen, but as I’ve often said, Hope Springs Eternal.

The other, however, which I’m going to talk about today, is forever changed…

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