Well! They’ve been and gone and done it now! The fat is out of the bag and the cat is in the fire – and yes, I did mean to Spoonerise my metaphors in that way because the Whole Order of Things has Been Upset. It’s women priests all over again; it’s Political Correctness Gone Mad! How many more male strongholds will be feminised! How can the Doctor, an intrinsically masculine figure, a repository of – well, maleness – I’m not sure how but he just IS because – well! I mean, every time he regenerates he’s a man! Isn’t he? I mean, that proves it! The Doctor is male, all right! He cannot be female! It just won’t work! He’ll – she’ll – be crying all over the place, she’ll be all warm and fuzzy and not dangerous or eccentric because everyone knows women can’t be dangerous or eccentric – and the TARDIS WILL BE COVERED IN DOYLEYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Deep, calming breaths, deep calming breaths…
So, the news is, if you haven’t yet caught up with it, that the latest regeneration of Dr Who has been announced and it’s a woman; Jodie Whittaker, to be precise, of Broadchurch fame. I have no idea if she’ll be any good , but in principle I think it’s great that they’ve gone this way. I see no reason why the Doctor can’t be female: coming from Gallifrey there is no need for the character to confirm to any earthly genders (or colours, come to that) so it’s high time these boundaries were breached. I look forward to seeing what she makes of it.
But never mind guys, there’s still one or two niches left for you. After all, most MP’s, CEO’s, film directors, Head Teachers, rock musicians, Chief Constables, firefighters, surgeons, lorry-drivers, bus-drivers, train-drivers, bishops, scientists, engineers – are still men. At least, last time I looked. So you can’t be the Doctor for the next few years? Never mind. A man can still be Prime Minister. In fact with any luck a man will be, very soon…
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I started my first novel, aged 8, in a draughty vicarage, finishing it 14 years later. My first poem emerged on a Sussex beach in 1965, but I didn’t return to poetry until 2007: I’m still trying to find out why.
I have published short stories, poems and reviews and am a recognised performance poet. I’ve been married 21 years and have two children, Holly, 20 and Daniel, 17; but my husband now wants to be known as female. My struggles with this and its effects on my writing, are the springboard for short stories and a radio play.
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A response to someone’s views on Facebook about Jodie Whittaker becoming the latest Dr Who