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Wednesday, November 16, 2011

holoblomo day 16: oh, man

note: “holoblomo” stands for Horribly Local Blogging Month, my response to National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) that happens every November. The NaNoWriMo challenge asks writers to compose 50,000 words in a month; I chose 10,000 as my goal. Enjoy.

So here we are.
I am not pleased with The Man today. The Man cleared out Zuccotti Park. The Man tore down the tents. The Man is throwing his weight around in Oakland, too. And to that, I say, okay, The Man. You do that. You go and be The Man. You just continue to be someone to rail against and try to stick it to.
But when The Man messes with Community, and bumps it off the air mid-season, I say, oh, no. Oh, no, The Man. Don’t you raise my hackles, The Man. You do not want to raise the hackles of someone who is weeks from becoming middle-aged and as such is already well-versed at fist-waving.

I have been very clear about my love for Community, most recently in “open letter,” but I think it’s time to be very frank with The Man:
Dear The Man---
You fool. It’s bad enough that you’re The Man. But to be such a foolish The Man, with sight so short and knees so jerky, is pathetic, indeed.
What do you think you have accomplished here by saying, We’re taking it off the air but it’ll be back sometime when we don’t know when...? What good does that bring to the world? What joy does that spread to mankind? What makes you think this will finally be the one action, that magic bullet, that brings people back to NBC?  
I am the first to admit that perhaps Community is not everyone’s cup of tea, and it is clearly not yours, The Man. However, you cannot argue that this little show has delivered a quality of television that is truly unique. This is rare, and you know this, The Man. You know that this balance between funny and dark, clever and camp, or outrageous and sober is not found in your average sitcom. But then, you also know that this is not your average sitcom. Most sitcoms do not do episodes about chicken fingers, paintball, bottle shows, alternate timelines and stop-motion animation (in stop-motion animation). Most sitcoms are still doing episodes about hijinks ensuing when *fill-in-the-blank* happens.
Some shows are brilliant but ignored. Those are the shows to promote. Those are the shows to parade and be proud of. Those are not the shows to actually contribute to putting on the bubble with a bad timeslot and then get all panicky about it being on the bubble. When a baby bird has a broken wing, you help it. You don’t break its other wing.  
Be a man, The Man. Cancel it or don’t cancel it. But this passive-aggressive crap is crap. 
And that’s 6751 words.
Yes indeed. Welcome to me. 

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