Dear Frog-- What can I say but: I told you so? I don't mean to sound so harsh, but from the beginning, I figured I was destined to "fuck up," as I so put it. And, well, I fucked it all up. I am sorry. I never meant to hurt you, but so it goes. It is in my nature. Did I not tell you this before? Perhaps, someday there will be one whom I will not sting. I will change my very nature to help this person cross the stream. Oh, but dear Frog, I feel now that I cannot say that I wish I hadn't messed everything up. As wonderful as our times were together, I feel I would have stung you eventually. As you nurse your wounds, know I will always remember you. I hope that one day you can forgive me. Scorpion _______________________________________ The Scorpion and the Frog A scorpion and a frog meet on the bank of a stream and the scorpion asks the frog to carry him across on its back. The frog asks, "How do I know you won't sting me?" The scorpion says, "Becaus...
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Now THAT'S a valentine's day worth remembering, my friend!
Yeah, it was too bad about that movie though, I can't believe they killed Wash and Book. That was low, man, why did they do that?
I also never said that I prefer the Firefly-verse with Wash and Book dead. I don't. I love Wash! He was one of my favorite characters! He's hilarious.
I also do not see the world through rose-colored glasses. I believe in happy endings. I believe they take a lot of work and sacrifice. Sometimes the work and sacrifice pays off. Sometimes it doesn't.
There are things that piss me off, like the ending to the novel "Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult. We should be happy that there was something in that fiction to inspire such feelings. I would not have been sad for Wash's death had I not loved the character.
While I'm not sure of the truth there, there was truth in the fact that it got many terrible reviews. Tim Goodman with the San Francisco Chronicle called Firefly a "forced hodgepodge of two alarmingly opposite genres just for the sake of being different."