In a great many ways the world disappoints me. Virtually every day I find a new way in which I’m thoroughly disheartened by what I witness. Be it Jack Bauer crying, Laura Spencer disappearing, or Kidnapped being prematurely cancelled, the world of television is often severely upsetting. Next thing you know, CBS is going to take Barney Stinson away from me.
A very wise frog once said that life is a series of meetings and partings, that is the way of it. I think this is nowhere more true than in television. Everyone’s favorite show one season is gone the next. The producers of Lost are talking with ABC about how long the show will run so they can figure out how to wrap the story. Everyone is still very careful to say that the show will still be on for a while (after all, they have to hit that magic number of episodes in order to live forever in syndication), but it’s still seems likely that it’s going to end sooner rather than later (2 or 3 years as opposed to 7 or 8). ER of course has been on its way out for years. And, very soon, The O.C. will be done.
But, I’d rather not be a complete downer, so here’s the upside of this whole thing. If ER is taken off the air that bad taste left in your mouth after each episode will disappear. And, very importantly, The O.C. will be done.
Seriously though, that’s really all just the partings bit and I try not to look at it all that way, otherwise the disappointment would be too great. Wonderfully, and wondrously, TV is also a series of meetings and those first episodes, those first seasons, and those original characters will stay with me forever. From the first moment of John Carter’s tailored short white coat I knew that I was going to watch ER for years to come, and ever since that plane exploded in the first episode of 24 I’ve waited anxiously for Jack Bauer to save the world… again.