If the apocalypse comes, beep me.

Plenty of others have told how they were reluctantly drawn in to the fanbase or how x part of Whedonia was never for them until turning point y so I don't intend to bore you with just another rehash with names changed to protect the not so innocent. Instead I wish to make a statement so shocking that even among true fen it may cause horror by it's mere utterance. But first the build up...I've been a citizen of Whedonia since Buffy the movie but I traveled a lot. Like a parent away from home to often I missed the growing pains and triumphs of many parts of the canon. I'd drop in from time to time and remind myself that the family was still there and vice-versa but you couldn't exactly say we had a healthy relationship. And then came Serenity. I know who I am. I've just never felt the need to fill the universe with little copies of me just to increase my comfort zone. Suddenly though here was someone else who just wanted freedom for he and his and let the universe go hang. If he had to misbehave to take care of his own that was a price he was willing to pay. Then fate ups the price and he finds that even belief is not too heavy a burden for a reluctant hero to bear. To say that this spoke to me is an understatement. To say that it did so by shouting into Echo Canyon while banging away on a twelve piece one man band still probably doesn't quite put the point strongly enough. And so my statement. Star Wars-A New Hope and Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan no longer battle it out. There is a new greatest Sci-Fi movie of all time on my personal list and thank you Joss for giving it to us. You can't make people better and I'll fight alongside Mal and the crew against anyone who tries. You can however _show_ them how to _be_ better and Joss Whedon has been doing that with almost every word he writes for a long time now. Thanks again. The storm is getting worse but love will see us through.