End of an era for the longest running sci-fi show on the planet – Doctor Who Is Dead

63 years. Endless actors, sets, ideas, adventures.

I can’t believe there was a time in my life that I didn’t know what Doctor Who was. I discovered it 20 years ago with the revival of NuWho, and it’s been in my heart ever since. I’ve rewatched it in its entirety and in parts while anxiously waiting for the next episode, coming in so, so slowly.

Wonderful ideas, stories and ethical lessons to live by, all driven to the ground by woke propaganda that wanted to own the chuds and push away the toxic masculine audience of a quintessentially white and male and British show.

Wonderful fairytale storylines with Amy, the girlfriend romp through the cosmos with Rose, the revival of the Daleks, the introduction of new unforgettable monsters like the Weeping Angels, amazing performances by Tennant, Capaldi, Eccleston, all that still remains.

Just as long as you tune out right before it jumped the shark.

That exact point is still under debate.

Even the most beloved companion of all time, Rose, even her they managed to ruin. Doctor Who is dead. No regenerations left.

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