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I have a Good Omens Spotify playlist that I add to all the time. More than 17 hours of music. Most songs are added for lyrics, some for vibes; some are fandom favorites, some are more obscure.
Hope you like it. ❤️
I can't shake the feeling that if Hell truly had an "off" switch for Crowley's powers, it would have been flipped before Hastur and Ligur came for him.
And if not then (there could be some argument about whether their actions were officially sanctioned), they certainly would have cut him off before his trial to save themselves some potential trouble.
And if not then, at the very least, directly after he "survived" his holy bath, if only because anyone who escaped their clutches shouldn't be allowed to enjoy the benefits of hellish miracles to make their lives easier.
I am seeing fan art of Crowley with black hair and posts remembering that despite being the same age, Crowley looks young and hot and Aziraphale looks Definitely Not Young with plump hands, so visually they look very odd together, because Pratchett loved writing comedic pairs that resemble the number 10 (more like 1o).
I feel like fandom is slowly surfacing from the madness That Man put us through with his untagged Dead Dove fanfic.
Its actually so clear from the finale how little neil gaiman wrote of the book.
In gaimans work, god is often cruel, but in good omens, she barely interacts with the story, only narrating passively. There is no way in terry's good omens that god would act in the way that she did.
as well as the way he doesnt even seem to understand crowley and aziraphale and why they work, why they love each other, why we love them. The ending stripped them of everything that made them appealing to us. Their thousands of years of history, injokes, and most importantly their friendship just erased like it never mattered.
But hey, they find each other in every universe right? Even though the whole point is that they love humanity and each other against the odds, despite everything.
And not to mention, the angel that Aziraphale knew is not crowley. Why is gaiman so insistent that the best version of him is the version without any of the trauma and pain he went through, and the solution to having trauma is just??? Kill yourself??? Start again??? No. Terry's Aziraphale and Crowley would never. They love each other because of their shared trauma and their differences, not in spite of those things.
The ending is nothing but a rehash of all gaimans previous work (especially the sandma with no regard for Sir Terry Pratchett's name or body of work. Its pointless, its bleak, and its just not good omens.
Today's vent:
I’m so fngking angry because what do you mean both universes got covid. What do you mean Shakespeare came up with that line on his own. What do you mean Jane Austen wrote books. What do you mean it didn’t fucking matter because the universe IS THE SAME. EVERYTHING IS THE SAME.
Everything is the same except for them.
It is so fucking bleak. All of their fiddling and meddling about didn’t matter, just as they always said, it was always the humans who made their own choices. Humans came up with it all themselves.
It didn’t matter that there was a god and a heaven and a hell and angels and demons because the world turned out exactly the same.
Except for the characters we loved. They’ve all been lobotomized.
But, that’s alright, their lives were traumatic, so they basically get a do-over. It’s a good thing.
I wonder how many souls throughout history had the exact same life in both universes. Not a drop of change for them.
I am livid.
Thinking about how if Crowley and Aziraphale had actually gone to America like they were supposed to, they would be charmed by the classic American diner
I can see them so clearly: Crowley stumbling in all groggy and sleep-ruffled still, Aziraphale looking serenely refreshed and dressed to the nines no matter the ungodly hour.
The two of them would sink into cracking, brightly colored vinyl booths that would squeak with their every move, or they'd perch on padded chrome stools at the sprawling countertop. Ancient but spotless formica tables splattered with funny, retro mid century designs like pink and grey boomerangs or atomic and celestial motifs in gold and teal and silver and black lining the walls, the smell of fried potatoes and endless quantities of toast mingling with the buzz of scattered conversation between regulars and newcomers alike.
Aziraphale would be intrigued by the excessively large menus, studying them day after day with a wrinkled brow and utmost concentration as a grumpy demon languishes across the table, half awake and suffering from a severe lack of caffeine. He'd delight in things such as a Western omelette ("what makes it Western, I wonder? It certainly doesn't put me in mind of our little stint in the Old West" "Angel, 's too early for waxing philosophical over why Americans do things the way they do) and incomprehensibly placed sprigs of curly parsley adorning a piping hot plate no matter the dish; even pancakes, he’d note with a bemused smile, could not escape their savory herbal adornment.
He'd be tickled by the casual warmth of "what’ll it be, hon?"offered by a waitress who looked as if she'd been running the place for ages, her eyes only slightly curious as she glances at the two of them. ("what's "hon" mean? She keeps callin' everyone that" "I can't pretend to know, but I think it must be something nice, anyway; I quite like it") At first Aziraphale would be concerned that they might draw too much attention to themselves here, what with his arguably outdated if classic fashion sense and Crowley's sunglasses coupled with his complete inability to sit upright for longer than 30 seconds, but they wouldn’t be spared a second look after their first visit; they must be used to all sorts, here.
Even Crowley would fall victim to the seduction that is a bottomless cup of scorching, perfectly brewed hot diner coffee, hotter than Hellfire yet somehow devoid of the bitterness of burnt beans.
"How d'you think they do it, angel," he'd ask one morning, staring down into his chipped, thick-walled ceramic mug. "Usually y'need a miracle to make coffee this good." Before the thought of a top-off could even fully form in his mind, the waitress would be there, pouring from a glass and plastic coffee pot with the precision of a heart surgeon without a word.
"...d'you reckon she can read minds," he'd whisper so seriously that Aziraphale wouldn't be able to hold back a giggle.
The two of them walking through the door with the jingly, cheery bell that reminds them both of the bookshop early in the morning or all hours of the night. Celestial Nighthawks illuminated by the lemony-toned light of an old century as they plot to stop the imminent Second Coming over coffee and apple pie à la mode Crowley would sneak bites of while Aziraphale would pretend not to look. An angel and demon determined to secure all the time in the world, their world, our world.
A Musical Journey in the Bentley
"Oh no, Angel, we are NOT listening to THAT cassette in THIS Bentley!"
Crowley was emphasizing his words in a dramatic way, to show that he meant what he said. He even gestured as well, which would have been comical if Crowley didn't sound so enraged.
"But why, dear? Aren't you tired of listening to Queen all the time?" Aziraphale inquired in a much more calm manner.
"YES!" Crowley shouted in agony.
Crowley hit the steering wheel, then howled. He held his hand and rubbed it, looking even more upset.
"In the beginning it was fine, but when "she" got a crush on Freddie's voice, there was no going back. You know everything gets changed to Queen after a fortnight. If I was in the business of selling counterfeit Queen albums, I'd be loaded. I am not that kind of person and if I could pay her to NOT change my cassettes, I would." Crowley explained. He had stopped rubbing his hand.
"Crowley, the Bentley likes me, and when I drive her by myself, I can listen to anything." Aziraphale bragged. "Problem is, you treat her like you do your plants."
"Angel, I have the greenest, hardiest plants around! Know why? They know what they should be doing and do it!" Crowley was getting impatient with the conversation.
"I bet if you talked sweetly, they would be even more luxurious and leafy." Aziraphale sounded smug, as if he'd ever grown a plant before.
"Look Angel, never you mind about my plants! The argument is whether you will be allowed to play your cassette." Crowley pulled his glasses down to his nose and glared at the Angel, but Aziraphale remained calm. He was going to talk to the Bentley, as Crowley was being ridiculous.
"Bentley, girl, would you enjoy some new music? I have a cassette which has never been played before." Aziraphale felt optimistic when the Bentley made her engine purr.
"This can't be happening, my car is listening to you. Mind, she is a demonic car, at that." Crowley folded his arms and grumbled while Aziraphale loaded "Buddy Holly's Hits" which wasn't particularly long, since he had died young in a plane crash.
Buddy Holly's voice played over the speaker, and Aziraphale waved his hands. Crowley was having a bit of a fit, but turned on the gas anyway, and off they went.
Neither spoke as the music played until Crowley looked over Aziraphale who was smiling away and slightly dancing.
"Charmer." was the one word he let slip from his lips.
"Beg pardon?" Aziraphale asked, even though he knew what Crowley had uttered.
"You're a charmer, you would make one Hell of a demon with that charm and your looks. You could snatch the Queen's soul, except someone already did long ago." Crowley turned sharply, and Aziraphale frowned.
"Crowley, I'm an angel, we can charm as well. I mean, I charmed you-didn't I?" Aziraphle smiled a mile wide.
"Angel!" Crowley raised his voice, then sighed and gripped the wheel. He knew that he'd do anything for that angel, even if he performed the odd temptation. Aziraphale, again sat smug as the scenery flew by. He often wondered if this was like being in a jet plane, as fast as they went.
Aziraphale reached and turned the cassette over, the Bentley again purring. He then began to sing and Crowley lost it. He slammed his foot on the gas and they went even faster.
"What's the matter, the 1950's were fun, don't you remember? I thought you liked rock and roll?" Aziraphale shrugged as he whispered the lyrics to the song.
"The 1950's were filled with squares!" Taking his hands off the wheel of the car he made the outline of a square with his fingers, which made Aziraphale scream and grip his heart.
"Do you want to get us discorporated?" panic filled his voice as he gripped the seat.
"Relax, you are safe with me, you think I'd let my angel get hurt? Nope, even though you are playing that ridiculous music. Crowley wrinkled his nose up as if he smelled garbage.
"Too many rules, to many white picket fences….and Elvis! People still claim to see him as if he is a demon. Perhaps he is, as he would be no angel. The 1960's, however, now that was a decade. "Groovy" even, and "Swinging London!" it was Crowley's turn to grin.
Aziraphale wasn't hip to all Crowley was saying, but he remembered Crowley's clothes and the tartan thermos of Holy water he gave to his friend. He had no idea what became of it, only that Crowley was here and grumpy as ever, just as he liked him. The cassette ended and Queen popped back on. Crowley sighed as now everything was back to normal.
Rewatching The Good Place for a show that:
Successfully critiques the concept of eternal punishments/rewards in the afterlife by using the story to build up the critique. And didn’t just throw it in as a last minute justification for killing off an entire universe of people.
Never forgets that it’s a comedy, despite grappling with very deep questions and concepts. And didn’t pull a genre bait-and-switch at the eleventh hour.
Expresses a deep love for humanity by having its supernatural characters develop redeeming and lovable traits because of their interactions with humans, to the point they eventually fight alongside the humans to save the afterlife-world. And didn’t minimize the agency of human characters by reducing their role in the narrative and by implying that said traits of the supernatural characters were actually just immutable facets of their souls or something they had the whole time or whatever.
Involves the main cast of characters essentially choosing to die, but because the show let them have a prolonged happy ending/afterlife and let them freely choose when it was their time to move on, all after they changed their world for the better, it was actually bittersweet in the best way. And didn’t have every single being in existence get obliterated, including characters who never got to resolve their relationship issues or reunite with their estranged sister or get a real shot at a regular human life or or or
Man, it sure would be crazy if another show chose to do the latter, terrible thing in each of these examples, wouldn’t it? Anyways
Happy pride to all!!
Don’t listen to ChatGPT. Listen to Nanny.
Let's talk - Part 2
Continuation of this
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I got 9 hours of sleep. I feel rested and alert and my head does not hurt.
I —
*pats self down*
What am I supposed to do with this 😵💫
Ive noticed this trend with queer characters lately where writers use martyrdom and self sacrifice as a way to use the bury your gays trope but at the same time say its not bury your gays because the character(s) chose it and i dont like it
he didn't mean to fall...❤️🔥
GO3: Perspective from someone who grew up with reincarnation as a religious belief
This might be a bit incoherent.
So, I'm a Hindu. Grew up as one, and honestly learnt about Christianity from cultural osmosis by growing up in Texas and doing my own research. I'm pretty sure I learnt more about Greek mythology before I ever understood why a crucifix was ever important. When I'd first heard about Good Omens its satirizing of Christianity is what drew me in. Namely because if you have the awareness that the majority of people around you follow a religion that says you're going to hell for not believing in the same god as them, you're gonna end up side eying that a little. It was the dynamic between Aziraphale and Crowley that kept me in the fandom. They were the reason I got any social media account at all, including this tumblr blog, just because I wanted to see all the things this fandom created. All that to say is that I fundamentally disagree with the ethos of season 3. Reincarnation, from my experience, is a belief around death. When someone dies, believing that they are reincarnated as someone close to us is comforting. I've heard that belief from my own parents. But the person we knew is gone, and in reality we shouldn't treat someone like their past life is who they are - because they are no longer that person! And it would be unfair to treat them that way. Obviously in a TV show, we the viewer have the knowledge that Aziraphale and Crowley have been reincarnated into Asa and Anthony, even if they don't. But that's kind of the mega huge problem. They have no knowledge of this. And in my opinion, they cannot be treated as the same person. I'm gonna briefly discuss two Bollywood movies that have reincarnation as a plot point. One movie is called Magadheera (2009), and the other is called Manam (2014). Both movies revolve around a couple who die tragically, and are later reincarnated in the modern day. And you know what else they have in common. The couples get. Their fucking memories back! If they don't remember what happened in their previous life, portraying it in the movie would be absolutely pointless. The circumstances and time periods they live in are completely different. Being a queen in ancient India is different from being a regular woman in modern India. Being a middle aged mom is different from being a college student. Only reconciling these memories could indicate not just that these people are the same, but that they develop from the person that they once were. Asa and Anthony have no character development. We don't have the time! All the lessons that A and C learnt, all the time they spent learning from humanity as themselves - it no longer exists. None of it ever did. Hinduism is no stranger to apocalypses. We have a flood story too you know! But when the world ends, there are still people around who remember and pass down the memories and mythology of that time period. And it was still our world! Every time in fact! In the Good Omens universe, who is left to remember what happened? Us the viewers? But if the characters themselves don't remember, can't remember, can't apply these lessons to their own circumstances, then what happened before means nothing.
As a segue way, I never saw being an angel as inherently good. Because as someone, who by Christian canon, would never be accepted by heaven (nor would I want to) I don't have a place there regardless. In season 1, the point was that every character, whether human or angel or demon or green space alien or whatever, still had free will and that doing good or bad was independent of heaven or hell. That really appealed to me as someone who didn't believe in a Christian viewpoint. It felt like there was a place for me even in a world where only Christianity was right. And then season 3 acts like being an angel is the most valuable part of who Crowley is. Not any of his 6000 years on Earth. Just that he used to be an angel. And Crowley himself doesn't seem to value who he currently is! If a character doesn't value who they are, a satisfying conclusion is that they come to value who they are at the end of the story. That doesn't seem to happen, like, ever? Except in season 1, where despite having to face the demise of everything he knows, he still seems more secure and happier by the end than any other time in season 2 or 3.
This post honestly got away from me, but the point is, as someone who grew up with reincarnation as a religious belief, I don't see Asa and Anthony as Aziraphale and Crowley. It'd be one thing if they had their memories but they don't. And I fundamentally disagree with the ending of season 3 from a character and story angle. I think it directly contradicts the main point of season 1 (which was literally the original story) and has an unsatisfying conclusion.
It just always felt very thematically important to me that Crowley and Aziraphale demonstrate the Theme of Humanity being kinder than any Angel and eviler than any Demon by being the most Human Angel and Demon and thus also being simultaneously the best and worst Angel and Demon.
Like Aziraphale is a covetous lazy hedonist easily swayed by mortal pleasures into disobedience, he is kinda jaded about Heaven in the book, he is the one willing to deceive a pair of Humans to go assassinate an eleven-year-old for him and the one willing to pull the trigger when it comes down to it… But he’s still also the only Angel who cared more about saving Humanity and the Earth than the beef with Hell, and even in the book he did managed to talk himself into having faith that Heaven will do the right thing and even his first act of disobedience, his lie to God, was because he just cared about humans so much, and he still does, more than any other Angel.
And Crowley is a Demon who has just as much if not more affection and care for Humanity, he often doesn’t have it within himself to actually cause meaningful harm to anyone, as the Serpent of Eden his greatest act of Temptation actually gave birth to human morality… but he’s also very much a slothful hedonist, he Rebellious and self-interested to the point it makes him rebel against Hell itself, and he is still Hell’s most effective tempter and corrupter by far and he did destroy a fellow Demon in cold blood, which was established in the Book as a huge Moral Taboo even for exceptionally cruel and sadistic Demons like Hastur and Ligur.
And then also, their ‘good’ and ‘bad’ actions are full of gray areas. They try to save the world and humanity mostly out of their hedonistic self-interest, both of their most ‘immoral’ actions happened for understandable reasons; Crowley destroys Ligur in what is clearly self-defense and Aziraphale plots out the assassination of a grade-schooler out of a sincere belief this is the only way to save the world. Moral ambiguity and humanity, that’s what this whole story is about, right?
And since GO1 sticks fairly close to the book, I think this idea is preserved… pretty well there as well. Like, I’d say that actually getting to see Aziraphale interact with other not-Metatron Angels helps drive the point even better. But also… Aziraphale lost his jadedness, while his sweetness, softness and faith in Heaven was emphasized, but so were his hedonism, pridefulness and hypocrisy. So it still evens out, just a lateral move, I think. Having Crowley be the first to explicitly mentions the concept of killing Warlock kinda lessens the importance of Aziraphale resolving to do it all on his own, but it’s done to heighten the drama around the subject, so there’s still plenty of impact when Aziraphale actually pulls the trigger…
And Crowley’s effectiveness in and fondness of Modernized Sin Spreading has been greatly de-emphasized but…. At least the new emphasis is on his laziness and deceit, which would still be ‘Hellish’ qualities, although I think this is still a much… safer variation of hellish qualities than letting him be a shameless little shit. On the other hand, Crowley’s rebelliousness and self-interest is emphasized greatly even compared to Book!Crowley, the whole Alpha Centauri plan showcases that he can narrow down the world to just himself and his Angel when things get dire.
…But even at the time it kinda bugged me how the concept of Crowley crossing some sort of Moral Taboo by destroying a fellow Demon with Holy Water was basically entirely gone. Not only was Hell 100% fine with publicly executing Crowley by Holy Water, they killed that other tiny random Demon basically just for the lols!
But, y’know, the Body Swap Sequence was otherwise so fucking Peak by Basically Every Other Metric (including furthering other important themes with Aziraphale and Crowley’s characters) that I was wiling to forgive it. Now, like, I still love all the Body Swap stuff to bits, but I also worry that it was an… omen of things to come. A Bad Omen, if you will.
Because by the time we get to GO3, this through-line is… maybe not exactly entirely gone, but definitely frayed and torn and jumbled. I suppose you can say this whole sequence plays on the whole ‘Aziraphale is simultaneously the Best and Worst Angel’…
But, like, both this scene and the whole Finale in general gives so little attention to Aziraphale’s good qualities, to that kindness and sweetness and courage, to the fact faith and trust and hope don’t have to just be foolish naïveté (And GO3 is not a Subtly Written TV Movie Thingy). And like, it's not just that wanting to enjoy Earthly Pleasures doesn't 'negate wanting to do the right thing, Aziraphale’s ‘sins’ intersect and blend with his ‘virtues’. His Hedonism fuels his genuine kind love of Humanity, his lies to God and Heaven, always to protect innocent Humans, were a demonstration of his conviction and bravery. Only Aziraphale really stands up to his own defense, and quite frankly, it feels mostly to set up the segway to Aziraphale talking up Crowley.
Which honestly just makes the whole situation here worse. Like, first things first, it just demonstrates how much of Crowley's rougher edges have just been... sanded off and retconned out over GO2 and GO3. He is just "The Best Angel" (and by implication, the Worst Demon), no interesting gray-areas nuance there. And in addition to many many other things that are Fucking Terrible about Aziraphale's 'Best Angel' speech (the inability to give Aziraphale a satisfying conclusion to his character arc, invalidating Crowley's own conception of his identity and past, the supposed 'love confession' culmination of the relationship being entirely in PAST TENSE, the massive imbalance in how this narrative treats Crowley vs. Aziraphale...), it also highlights how much we've lost the plot on this Theme of Humanity as it used to relate to the Ineffable Husbands.
In the book it was made very clear that living alongside Humanity has had a big effect on Crowley and Aziraphale, that it shaped them into the Beings we see play things out in the main storyline...
And back in S1 you could... insinuate that this was still the case. Obviously with the bigger focus now being drawn to Aziraphale and Crowley's relationship, you expect there to be a mixture of influences from both each other and Humanity as a whole but... As GO2 and GO3 went along, any sort of influence from being around Humanity got minimized more and more for the both of them. Like, Aziraphale already got so many of his positive traits and character moments attributed to being 'thanks to Crowley' and that absolutely includes his most 'Human' traits. Aziraphale couldn't even figure out how to eat food just from blending in among Humanity, Crowley had to tempt him to that first...
And with Crowley, this whole speech is about how great Crowley WAS, before his Fall, before the Beginning, before HUMANITY. If we see this Stupid Ass Speech as an accurate judgement of Crowley, then he basically burst fully formed out of God's Brow with all of his traits just inherent to his being from the start. Nothing of the things that made him so great were anything he also learned from Humanity or even just subconsciously rubbed-off on him.
Like, y'know, naive ol' me, when GO1 said Crowley was the only Demon to have an 'Imagination' in a piece of dialogue that seemed to deliberately call back to Book!Crowley's inner monologue saying Imagination is one advantage Humans have over Demons, I stupidly assumed that this means Crowley honed his Imagination from being around Humanity! That it was a cool, thematically-poignant moment because despite Crowley's Magical Miracle Power being what is literally keeping the Bentley going, the actual real Superpower behind this iconic badass feat is an inherently HUMAN trait!
...When instead I should've obviously realized that Crowley is just an inherently imaginative uniquely artistic soul who was like this since before the dawn of time and we humans have nothing to do with it, silly me!
It just drives home just how much Humanity has been diminished in this story, that is now trying to conclude itself with a Big Poignant Thing about Humanity. The agency of Humans is all but gone from the narrative that led us to this moment, no representative of Humanity is here to bring in our perspective while those four supernatural beings discuss the fate of the world, and the qualities and influences of Humanity that used to define our two main leads were gradually wiped out to glorify one of them as So Great and Wonderful and the Most Special (and thus also the least interesting version of one of my favorite characters...).
Maybe in a Better version of this scene, Crowley and Aziraphale could've realized that they are actually not that different from Adam Young. That much like him, they are technically 'divine' beings that have lived so long amongst the Humans, shaped by them, have been basically 'adopted' by Humanity, that both of them have much more in common with plain ol' mortal folks then they do with the two other supernatural beings sitting in the bookshop with them, and try to make their arguments from a point of Empathy, from the angle that they do kinda know what it's like to be a Human Person in a world jerked around by the whims of God...
(Something like that would've definitely lead into a 'Turning Human' Ending in much more satisfying and thematically coherent manner. Although I will emphasize that I'm talking about Crowley and Aziraphale turning human AS THEMSELVES, none of this reincarnation mindwipe bullshit that skips over all the emotional catharsis. But also like... maybe not inherently? Adam rewrote reality so that he was always Human and yet he still got to keep his powers, so....)
Instead all of Crowley's observations about Humanity and how much he cares about them is all in the third person, distant, pitying more than it is empathetic.
And Humanity is also diminished in the resolution of our story. Like, both in the sense that, like I said many times before, this whole ‘asking God to kill Themself and create a new universe’ thing is just not… actionable enough, at least not how they played it in the show, to be anything the Human viewers could feel like they could achieve to escape their own problems with systems of oppression, even metaphorically. It might’ve worked if we had more focus on how Crowley and Aziraphale’s Human qualities were the things to defeat God in any meaningful way.
But it’s also about how this conclusion is all about this Big Dramatic Gesture of Purely Selfless Self-Sacrifice for the Abstract Greater Good, which is… obviously there have been cases of Humans acting like this, that’s the whole ‘more grace than Heaven’ thing. But… for the climatic ending, the culmination of a series that supposed to be celebrating Humanity, and moral shades of gray, it is kinda weird for it to end on something so straightforwardly… Heavenly.
Especially when you compare it to the Book/GO1, how Adam’s victory over his Demonic ‘Destiny’ is this very human mixture of wanting things to be better, but also wanting things to be better for your own sake, because you’re the one who’s going to be living in this world…
And love, not just generally for some vague abstract concept of ‘Humanity’, but to the specific people around you that you love, to the places that you love, to the small world you’ve made around you to make sense of the hugeness of the universe…
And, yeah, a bit of selfishness, to avoid the burden of responsibility that comes with being in charge.
And Crowley and Aziraphale, for what little part they actually contributed to saving the world, did so, like I said, out of a mixture of kindness and selfishness. And all of the other Humans who contributed to saving the world did so out of an obvious, yet heroic, desire for self-preservation, and they each had their own quirky self-contradictory mess of virtues and vices…
This all feels very discordant when compared to Noble Suffering Hero Crowley’s Ultimate Selfless Sacrifice as an Ultimate Act of Universal Love to Humanity.
The conclusion to Crowley’s character shouldn’t have been about how he’s the Worst Demon because he’s just too damn selfless and caring, it shouldn’t have been about he was the Best Angel either. It should’ve been about how he’s a fundamentally Human Occult Being (and so is Aziraphale!) And not just in a tacked-on ambiguous maybe-reincarnation Human AU way, in the way the culmination of their story (and them saving the world, if you really must leave these two bozos in charge of saving the world, anyways) should have emphasized the inherent complicated self-contradictory selfless selfishness Humanity that they possess regardless of their literal species.