If anything can get me to start blogging, it's surely this (I figure, if I'm going to be a one trick pony, I might as well go all the way):
The worst has arrived. Arrested Development is on its way out. I guess it's not official cancellation-- they've taken it off the air until December and cut this season to 13 episodes. But, surely the C word is not far off.
A not so small part of me has just died. I feel like Lucille: I don't understand this news and I refuse to acknowledge it! Or maybe someone just needs to take a little initiative, track down a one-armed man, and teach the Fox execs a lesson: "And THAT'S why you never cancel Arrested Development!"
And now to vent my melodramatic (only slightly), righteous superiority. I mean really, why aren't people watching this show? I want to put something in my eye when I think of the crap that has lasted seasons on television. (Ever seen Yes, Dear? It's on season six. Yes, six.) This is the irrefutable evidence that our great country is just too lazy for humor that couldn't have been written by an eleven year old boy. Come on, it's won, what, six Emmys? I just can't bear it, there is no sense or meaning to the universe.
Please join the revolution to fight this cosmic injustice. I know you're out there AD fans. There are dozens of us. Dozens! Or better yet, go leave HBO a note and maybe they'll carry on our beloved torch.
Until then, Fox, you are dead to me.
I heard this news while in New York and during the car ride back the car-full of fans decided to mount a letter-writing campaign, including photos from Halloween when we dressed up as Arrested Development characters. After all, I have to atone for the fact that I did not write my Congressperson about the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge drilling situation, and I can think of no better way.
Posted by: bixi chicks | November 13, 2005 at 07:06 PM