A Woman, Explaining Things (#NeverthelessSheRegenerated)
There is a television show I love.
The show frequently features brilliant, courageous, unstoppable women. They are emotionally vulnerable. They are allowed to be brave, and they are allowed to fight, and they are allowed to fall in love. They are usually humbled by what they see. They are usually scared. But their fear is what allows them to display their courage, and they have the kind of courage that shapes the course of history. Theyre important to the story. Theyre beloved by those of us who love the show.
But theyre human, which means that in the long course of the adventures of the character the show is named for, they are temporary. Not expendable. Not disposable. Not precisely those things. But temporary. Fleeting. They, too, shall pass. They are crucial to the story, but they are not here to stay.
These women spend a lot of time running. They spend a lot of time crying. They spend a lot of time listening.
On this television show that I love, there is a man. Well, not really a man, because hes not a human, but hes still a man for our purposes. Hes still a man-creature. He is emotionally vulnerable, although he often tries hard not to be. Hes angry a lot. He can be condescending. He sees the shape of time and history. He has the ego of a neurosurgeon, if that neurosurgeon tinkered with the brains of gods.
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I think about those generations of women, and I cannot help but wonder about the furious people.
If they had the opportunityif this new woman arrived at their front door with an extended hand, inviting them to come into the blue box with her and see a universe full of new and frightening thingsI wonder what these furious people would do.
I wonder if any of them would be brave enough to accompany her.
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