at the end of the day, they’re just children. They
can’t cope with this.”
The Doctor’s appearance is a strange moment, really. Sweeping in
with a few quick and supposedly easy lessons to teach before abandoning
Coal Hill to the care of a few scared teenagers is a discordant note in a
melody that will prove far more complex. Of course, in these brief
moments, we are offered only a simplified version of this character, but
it serves as an interesting counterpoint, contrasting the basic tenets of Class and Doctor Who..
In a Doctor Who setting, dangerous aliens are
fun, words and clever ideas make for entertaining resolutions an putting
four teenagers in mortal peril on a weekly basis could be just
an adventure. As serious and as complicated as Doctor Who can get, in
the end, the next story will likely start with a Doctor and a
companion, happy encounter a new source of danger. Here, this is juxtaposed with the grittier, less fantastical reality of our five protagonists.
On behalf of all reasonable adults who don’t waste their time with pointless fuckery, I’d like to personally and forcefully grab by the back of the neck each and every single person even tangentially involved with setting off fireworks, city-sanctioned or otherwise, and repeatedly smear their faces into my taint.
Yep, just me, The Fun Police™ again, and if your idea of it is setting off your pissass bottlerockets until 3am in crowded urban areas packed with buildings made out of kindling from 1910 and being the catalyst for an enormous chain reaction of terrified screaming dogs and panicked cats
I hope your anus prolapses and gets caught in the spinning blades of a box fan until it unravels you like an old sweater.
God Bless America USA #1 HuGs ‘n’ KiSsEs go eat garbage