Saturday, October 15, 2011

S2E03: are we hearkening the knell?

It was hilarious, I wish I had not watched it.
These last three episodes bode ill for MLP:FiM.
We have seen the show turned into a fandom-driven, gratuitously-slapstick parody of itself, stripped of all the dignity that made season one such a special thing to so many. I can only hope that E03 was a one-off show of appreciation to the fandom - you're welcome, never do that again please.

No matter how much I love Luna, I'm terrified to watch episode four now.

Did they really kill it already?

Don't send us back into the dark.

"Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


-Dylan Thomas

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