Like the Kennedy assasination and 9-11 (too soon?) I remember what I was doing that fateful day in the autumn of 2008 -- cyberstalking David Tennant on YouTube -- when I heard Tennant announce those terrible words: "When Doctor Who returns in 2010 it won't be with me."
Blimey. The bastard's leaving us.
Well, it had to happen sometime. Nothing that good -- especially in Television-Land -- lasts forever. Heck, if you get a decent show for 7 years, the minimum for syndication, you're doing pretty well.
Regeneration is an essential element in the Doctor Who narrative. All canon begins and ends with regeneration. But this time, with this Doctor, there was no sweetness in the sorrowful parting. With his final words, "I don't want to go," this Doctor said through his tears exactly what millions of blubbering fan girls and boys around the television watching planet were saying: We don't want you to go either.
So it's 2010. It's over. Under the full moon on New Years Day, the 10th regeneration of the last Time Lord of Gallifrey -- my Perfect Ten -- lost his life but will live on with a shorter jacket, a bow tie. Bow ties are cool.
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