@missrori I’d have to point out what @jimthefish has added and @janetteb as well. It may not be your understanding or even knowledge of war time but by heaven did my own parents experience great joy during war. They also were very scared and desperate. But why were they joyful?
Because as I keep harping on about, it’s not about you, or the Doctor or the companions. They’ve made a choice. And also: shit happens. But in war it’s about others. No life is worth more because they’re the Doctor or the companion. The ordinary people are of equal worth.
My parents at age 16 helped the Resistance during ww2. They hid 100s of people in my father’s pub (which was run by his father). The loud accordion playing and the pretend voices of over-enthusiastic drunks meant they could protect the children hiding in the basements for several months: they were often babies, crying, with scared mothers and fathers frightened of the internment camps. These people were moved to safety and lived. Many others in Poland and elsewhere, died.
This is real life @missrori.
Then, knowing that the very communists who were their allies would swiftly turn against the Resistance -particularly the educated and clever ones meant my parents left their families without saying goodbye. They never saw them again. They took no mementoes and left no notes so suspicion could be diverted. My parents were 19 and mum was carrying my brother.
They hid in the mountains during a cold Autumn begging for meat and scraps from the occasional village they passed. They escaped Bohemia and found lodgings in ‘refo’ camps in Northern Italy. Three years later they arrived in Melbourne. Their offspring and relations are all over Australia now. Had they not come none of us would be here.
That’s a story consistent with LIFE: embodying hope, sadness, despair, betrayal and a reflection upon the joys and texture of real living. Happiness? Reward? They would never have considered this. They did recognise life existed without witness or reward; but with courage and determination to push on, and push ever upwards.
The Doctor is an alien. He will manage. If Bill dies, then she has at least lived cramming decades into months, seeing things beyond our mortal imagination. Not a bad bucket list -considering she’s never had a bucket! As for the Doctor: 2000 years and all the stars to see? Married and loved unconditionally by River?
The Doctor’s the luckiest man alive, @missrori and I hope one day you come to see that.
All the best (stay positive!),
Your friends, Thane and Puro.
Craig 6 years, 4 months ago.
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