Doctor Who

I have a friend. A person who is not a fool. They believe that I am highly intelligent. A claim I do not subscribe too, for I, of all people, know just how stupid and ignorant I can be. Though I admit being thought of as intelligent gives me a feeling inside my stomach and chest that no other experience has ever given me.

The problem is they cannot understand how someone as “intelligent” as (They believe) I am, can enjoy a TV show as sub intellectual as Doctor Who. Actually I’ve been a known associate of Whovians since the late 1960’s although I never heard the term until the ‘90’s.

The Person points out that I write a blog as the Map Thinker™ that rips into philosophical concepts as though they were Swiss Cheese. While Doctor Who is a simplistic, highly unbelievable situation filled with a time and space traveling humanoid with a taste for companions who are young, sexy, intelligent — Totally desirable — And infatuated with him.

His Arch Enemies are the Daleks, pronounced Dahlicks.

They are almost idiotically simplistic. They are almost monoverbal. You can pick out the Whovians (Those people who are to Doctor Who what Trekkies are to Star Trek). By simply walking into a room and saying in a squaky voice “Exterminate. Exterrrrminnnate.” These Daleks show none of the complex traits “Modern, Sophisticated, Intelligent” people require of a “well constructed” villain.  They have no socially redeemable qualities.

So what do I find so captivating about this Brittish import?

Doctor Who keeps coming back to the most important question a human being can contemplate, whatever your philosophy is, whatever your beliefs are, whatever your religion is. Regardless, or irregardless, if you choose, of what your religion is.

What does it mean to be human?

Questions pop up about individuality, freedom, being true to oneself…

When told “We were only doing our jobs.” Doctor Who replies, “With that sentence you have lost the right to address me.” (Well, my memory isn’t perfect. He may have worded it slightly different.)

But the next one I remember perfectly.

When asked the pivotal question: “Are people really slaves it they are unaware that they are slaves?”

No philosophical debate.

The Doctor simply replies, “Yes.”