Doctor Who (& its Fandom) Have a Long Way to Go wrt Race, Diversity

Hello gentle readers, I’ve mostly been expressing myself on Twitter these days. It seems like it’s so much less pressure than writing a blog post — which I know makes no sense when a tweet thread can be longer than a blog post. Brains are weird.

Anyway, today’s tweet thread is something important, so I’m also posting it here.

I think I may cross-post this over on the Verity! site as well. It’s a message I think a lot of people need to hear. And I fervently hope people will click through the links and listen to the POC who are talking about this and not just take it from some white chick.

Many thanks to @InquiringJoy, from whom I got several of these links. You should definitely follow her for great content like this and much more.

My Evolving Fan-tasies

Something odd occurred to me the other night. I don’t “fan” over things the same way I used to. I don’t want to put myself in the action in my imagination anymore. I used to have elaborate fantasies for how the real world would collide with my favorite fictional universes, and I can’t remember the last time I did.

Whether it was the 5th Doctor whisking me away in the TARDIS or somehow being banished to the Satellite of Love to be trapped with Joel* and the Bots, I’d spend hours living in my head, in those places.

I constructed a detailed Red Dwarf fantasy in which the boys from the Dwarf encountered a weak spot in space-time that allowed them to watch me living out my life–but just me–nothing around me (except my clothes because the rules in Red Dwarf were never internally consistent anyway). And of course, Continue reading

Grumpy Fans – Now Available in Multiple Flavors!


I’ve started seeing something in the ranks of Doctor Who fandom. It’s probably not anything new, but it’s something I’ve noticed, or noticed more, recently. And by “noticed” I mean “let get under my skin”. This blog post is a rather selfish attempt to work through this, understand it a bit more, and maybe even make myself feel better. If the phenomenon I’m about to describe has been bothering you too, then maybe we can help each other. And if you notice a bit of yourself in this, perhaps you’ll think twice about how you interact with other fans. (Or both! Being bothered and being a culprit are not mutually exclusive.)

For a long time, I’ve had a picture in my mind of the stereotypical “grumpy fan”*: a person who once liked Doctor Who and just can’t get over the fact that it’s not the same as it was in 1977, and why can’t I have my show back the way it was and rant rant rant. Continue reading

Doctor Who Shelf Wars (or How LEGO Trebuchets Bring out the Best in Fandom)

LEGO Trebuchet

I posted this picture on Twitter a couple days ago. It was a perfectly innocent post. I thought  living in a house with a nigh-ridiculously awesome collection of LEGO meant I owed it to the world to share the LEGOodness.* The super-fun hashtag #ISupportTrebuchets had been making the rounds among my geeky friends. I took this pic specifically to amuse those folks. It did work, but whoo-boy, did it touch off a firestorm I wasn’t prepared for!

Take a look at what followed.**

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“w00tstock” – A Gender-Unbiased, Musical Fan-Journey

w00tstock album art

If you follow me on Twitter, you’re probably already aware I often wake up with songs stuck in my head. This morning was only different in that the song lodged in my noggin wasn’t one that started to drive me crazy after a handful of minutes. No indeed, today I got lucky because I started it off with “w00tstock” by Mike Phirman* (featuring Chris Hardwick and Paul and Storm). I love this song. It can hang around for as long as it likes.

In case you’re not familiar with it (if you’re not, I urge you to check it out now!), it’s a parody of Joni Mitchell’s song “Woodstock” as performed by Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young. Did you follow that? Anyway, as Phirman puts it, The name is a reference to the traveling geek-themed variety show “w00tstock“, created by Paul and Storm, Wil Wheaton, and Adam Savage. (It’s like a little Woodstock, minus the mud and with more “On” buttons.) Continue reading

Discussing, Not Dismissing: The Perils of Talking Doctor Who

I think some of you were expecting a follow-up to my Pond article here, and indeed, that’s what I intended.  Some IRL sadness coupled with what prompted me to write the following post have at the very least, delayed that.  Perhaps they’ve preempted it entirely.  In case of the latter: I liked “The Angels Take Manhattan” quite a bit.  I thought the title and Statue of Liberty were dumb, but on the whole, I enjoyed the rest.


A while back I wrote a post about how shitty it is when non-Doctor Who fans bag on the show I love so much.  I still stand by everything I said there.  It sucks when people insult something you care about.  It sucks even more when people insult you for caring about it.  It’s stupid, really.  We should be happy when others enjoy stuff.  Does Joe Schmo’s enjoyment of Generic Program One really make the world a lesser place for you?  No.  It doesn’t.*

I’ve noticed a similar problem within the ranks of Doctor Who fandom.  We all like the show (or claim to, anyway)—that’s a prerequisite.  We don’t all like the same things about it.  We have favorite Doctors and companions and stories and eras and even writers, directors, composers, and production designers.  That’s all great.  Diversity is fun!

On the other hand, we also have least favorites of all of those.  And that’s where the trouble starts to rear its ugly head…

There are scores of nits to pick when it comes to Doctor Who.  We have decades of poor effects, hole-filed stories, stiff performances, questionable directorial choices, and an unending list of other complaints.  That’s the nature of the show, and we love it despite these things.  That said, we all have different nits that we choose to pick.  Again, that in itself is just peachy.  Diversity—yay!

It’s when those differences—specifically, discussions about them—start to skirt the realm of personal attacks that things turn grim…

As Doctor Who grows in notoriety (as we all have to admit it’s doing), there are more voices clamoring about what they think.  It’s easier than ever to get tugged into a discussion of the nuances of the show.  All too often I’ve seen those disagreements turn ugly—or at the very least, snarky.

So Terry Televiewer liked aspect X of the classic show, and you thought it was puerile.  Maybe you saw some sexism in the way a certain new series character was written.  Jane Doh didn’t.  I loved “The Angels Take Manhattan” despite a few plot inconsistencies that had to be overlooked in order to enjoy it thoroughly.

So is Terry a simpleton?  Is Jane sexist?  Am I a vacuous airhead because I’m able to enjoy something without asking too many questions?

Hell to the no.

Sadly, responses to Who-based disagreements** too often seem to imply that those types of things are true.  Because someone disagrees with an opinion, they’re clearly a lesser person and often not even worthy of engagement for further discussion.

That sucks.  Like I said in my previous post, it’s uncool to make me feel like a jerk for loving the show I love.  It’s every bit as uncool (if not more so***) to make me feel like a chump for liking (or even just tolerating) aspects of the show.

Doctor Who is an amazing program.  It covers a whole universe of issues and questions and emotions, and those deserve to be picked apart at length and examined and appreciated.  I’m not anti-discussion.  On the contrary, I’m very much pro-!  I’m pro-discussion; I’m anti-dismissing.  It’s not a discussion if all you do is put the other person down for not seeing things your way.  You do both the show and fandom a disservice when you shoot someone down.  Why not listen and explore why they feel the way they do?  You might learn something or at least come to understand their point of view.  If nothing else, you can agree to affably disagree.  There should be no harm to your ego in that.

For the record, I’d like to state that there are plenty of wonderful, friendly, open-to-civil-discussion fans out there.  I feel incredibly lucky that I’ve surrounded myself with some of the best of the best of Doctor Who fans and that I listen to some of the “friendliest” Doctor Who podcasts around.  The phenomenon I cover here seems to happen most when I dip my toe into the larger waters of fandom.  There are some cold bastards out there.

Try not to be one of them.



*And don’t give me crap about Joe’s annoying habit of pushing Generic Program One in your face.  That’s a separate issue.

**I realize this phenomenon isn’t unique to Doctor Who fandom, but that’s the fandom with which I associate most, so I’m framing the argument in these terms.

***Because you profess to love it too.