I’m done believing the hype about groundbreaking shows.
As the title says, I’m done. Time after time after time television executive producers, regular run of the mill producers, writers and the rest of the PTBs keep sucking us in with the promise of change, inclusion of minorities, less use of clichés and less use of over the top tropes. And time after time after time it all amounts to nothing more than a bunch of lies.
It now feels like unless you’re a white male, there isn’t much to look forward to when catching the next movie, the next episode of a tv show or a comic book. Females, visible minorities, LGBT characters are all used to move forward the story line of white, alpha males. Those leads that are basically carbon copies of each other. They’re the brooding, reluctant heroes that have suffered a great deal in their early childhood. Oh, poor, poor guy. Yet, somehow, they have a trust fund that allows them to live in the lap of luxury. But, don’t you know? Money isn’t everything. Poor white, alpha male was probably called names and he grew up in boarding schools not knowing what a real family life is like. His role model was the nanny, the butler, the house chef. Then the poor white, alpha male found out that his birth right was nothing but a lie. His parents stole everything/were/are nasty criminals in the underground. For some, their parents were so good, they’re waiting for the pope in their universe to grant them sainthood. They were killed because they spoke against oppression. They fought evil.
So white, alpha male vows to avenge their death. Cue in the long list of token females, minorities and sidekicks used for nothing else but to get poor, white, alpha male out of his brooding long enough for him to save the world from the save evil that either claimed his parents, or the same evil his parents belong to/used to belong to. Time passes. The love of his life (the token female) dies a horrible death because she was used to lure him out of hiding. More brooding. More self-pity. More vows for revenge. Cue in some visible minorities as sidekicks. Oh look, we’re so inclusive. Don’t you see how progressive we are? Poor, white, alpha male’s BFF isn’t white but he’s *fill in the ethnic group of choice*. Don’t you see how groundbreaking we are? Oops. Visible minority BFF died a horrible, painful death? Well, you see, it was all for the sake of advancing our ‘oh, so original’ story. We needed more reasons for poor, white, alpha male to brood.
Shit, we’re losing viewers. Got it. Let’s put in a lesbian or two. Have them dance around each other. We’ll let people assume things. We’ll play coy. We’ll hint that they’re into each other, but not directly. Wait for the fans to come to that conclusion themselves. Oh, look! It’s working. They love lesbian 1 and bi woman who came out of nowhere, but we needed her to be, so now she’s bi. Look, as an added bonus, we’re being called progressive and we’re being praised for looking beyond normal, gender roles and normal, sexual orientation. Because you know, that’s us. We’re all about inclusion. We’re all about equality. Okay, poor, white, alpha male is brooding some more because the new love of his life who is now suddenly bi is giving him a sexual identity crisis. Let’s have the girls shag and kill off the lesbian. The suddenly bi girl/woman will realize that in the end, she’s head over heels in love with poor, white, alpha male. Oops, but now it’s her turn to die because you know, she’ll be used as a trap to get to poor, white, alpha male, just so we can show he’s strong not just physically but emotionally as well. Because you know, he’ll have to overcome yet another death of a loved one.
Rinse, lather, wash, repeat.
The differences? The visible minorities, the LGBT characters, the token females? They’ll cycle through horrible, painful deaths. Some of those deaths will have a semblance of plot advancement. Most? Most of those deaths will be useless and senseless. Most if not all will die after some moment of self-discovery of epiphany. If the LGBT character happens to be female? She’ll die after admitting to being in love with another woman. She’ll die after kissing another woman and exchanging words of love. Or she’ll die after consummating her relationship and there’s hope for a happy ending.
For whatever messed up reason, only poor, white, alpha males are allowed the chance of a happy ending. Anyone else is pretty much cannon fodder.
So I am done. I will go back to watching television movies the way I used to when I was a kid. I will never believe in the empty promises of change. I will never believe that I’ll see anyone who may resemble me in any way, shape or form. I know that if I see someone who isn’t white, or male, that person/character will be a token one added to be diverse. The white, blonde, blue eyed woman to fawn over the male lead. If, heaven forbid, it’s someone who is non-white? Well then, fill in the blank with your favourite cliché for whatever ethnic group that non-white minority happens to belong to.
Heaven forbid I’ll ever see someone who looks like me who will be a professional who is fluent in English and a productive member of society. Those roles are only reserved for white males. So yes, I’m done. I won’t acknowledge the game changing, groundbreaking, progressive shows we’ll be stuck with from now until the end of time, because in the end? They’ll all be the same drama filled bullshit as always. Something to prop the poor, white, alpha male, and I’m sick of it.
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