#DragonCon Panels — Smashing the Patriarchy One Panel at a Time

So, I originally intended to include these “comments’ in our initial DragonCon post, but they…kind of took on a life of their own. So if you were interested in two of the panels Michelle and I attended about Person of Interest and Supergirl, well, look no further.

On Sunday morning, we decided to hit up a couple of non-Wynonna Earp panels. First up was Person of Interest, and let me tell you, the two guys running this panel had no idea what was about to hit them. It was sparsely attended — maybe 10-15 people — and most of the audience was female, with two male moderators. Little did they know that in our group of five, three of us had very strong opinions about the show, two were obsessed with it while it was on, and one even had a POI tattoo.

First of all, it took 13 minutes for Root to even be mentioned, and though I realize that she wasn’t an original character, that seems…a bit long for what some say is the most pivotal character in the entire series. Then, one of them referred to award-winning actress Camryn Mannheim as “that heavy woman with the ponytail,” and I. Fucking. Lost it. I get not being able to remember someone’s name, but that’s an unacceptable, patriarchal way to describe somebody. Control was an amazing character, and Camryn Mannheim is the shit. Fuck you and your brain that that’s how you describe her, by reducing an amazing actress to your perception of her body type. And let me tell you, moderator-on-the-right, to quote my mother, you’re no Raquel Welch. (Yes, that is a direct quote from Maggie Lesbiyinzer, about one of my exes. Stay classy and current, Mom.)

After Michelle spoke the first time, a moderator cut her off — well, he tried to. When he interrupted her, we both shouted back — some combo of “Let me/her finish!” And they did. They didn’t want to call on her again after that, and when a dude behind her left, he pointed at her, like, “Let the lady speak.” After she finished speaking, I will say that the women in the room mobilized and all began talking, and no one was interrupted again. But I’ve said too much — I’ll turn things over to her and let her shout about her favorite show.

[ Michelle’s opus begins ]

It’s no secret that Person of Interest is my all-time favorite show. When I saw that there was a Person of Interest fan panel at DragonCon, I kind of lost my shit. I love Wynonna Earp and I attended DragonCon for it, but holy shitballs, I was unhealthily excited to discuss POI.

When we arrived at the room and saw who the panel consisted of, I had a bad feeling about what the next hour would entail…and, damn, was I right. The two white guys who were “the panel” didn’t understand Person of Interest on a fundamental level, and it hurt to listen to them talk about a show that means so much to me in such shitty terms. It’s a small miracle I didn’t Lucado all over the room (which I think my friends were expecting, based on their constant worried glances). [ Editor’s note — we were. ] I’ll admit that much of the panel is a blur because the thirty minutes I gave the panelists to prove themselves was thirty minutes I spent trying to control myself and not jump up shouting. Eventually, they said the one thing I couldn’t keep quiet about and thus started my evisceration of the two panelists, who were nowhere near prepared for me.

I’m going to break down every point they made that is false, but I’ll start with the thing that had me forgetting my fear of talking to any crowd bigger than five and raising my hand. They claimed that Carter and Root dying was good for the development of Harold (and his fucking glasses) and John. 

While I agree that both Carter and Root’s storylines had to end in their death (but Root is totally alive), them both dying as a plot device to further John/Harold’s story is a fucking abomination. In my opinion, those two deaths being portrayed as they were ended up being two of the biggest missteps the show made. The Carter and John romance was the brain child of Jim Caviezel (I don’t care enough to look up spelling) [ Editor’s note — I did, and it’s right. ] and the show laid zero groundwork for it. Yes, they used the sudden romance well in furthering John’s development, BUT a woman of color had to die for John to grow? Hello, damaging trope! Carter’s storyline needed to end in her death because that was the natural conclusion to her going rogue to take down HQ. Making her death about John did a massive disservice to Carter and everything Taraji P. Henson brought to the character.

Now let’s talk about Root. These guys running the panel liked that Root died to give Harold the push he needed to give The Machine freedom to destroy Samaritan, but here’s the thing — I STRONGLY DISAGREE. First off, 2016 was a flaming trash heap of a year for female queer characters on TV and having Root die to further the development of a straight white dude was NOT OKAY. As much as it pains me to say, Root dying was an inevitability of the show. She grew from the young girl who lost her best friend to the patriarchy, Samantha Groves, to a hacker assassin who believed that humanity was a lost cause, that we were all “bad code”. Through her work with The Machine and Team Machine, Root learned that while humans are flawed, every life matters. Her sacrificing herself for The Machine makes perfect sense because of course she’d sacrifice herself for her god who was out to save humanity from the oppression Samaritan represented. But was it necessary for her to die to save Harold? No. The show introduced the idea of simulations in “If-Then-Else,” which is quite possibly the best episode of the series. We see The Machine run hundreds of thousands of simulations in a matter of seconds to determine the best strategy to optimize success while minimizing losses. In “The Day the World Went Away,” Root takes a bullet meant for Harold while fleeing from Samaritan. I find it hard to believe that in the time we saw the sniper preparing to when he fired that The Machine wouldn’t have found a way to save both its Primary Asset and Harold. It doesn’t make sense and demonstrates that the show killed Root to further Harold’s development. Had Harold gotten over his PTSD from the 400+ iterations of The Machine he created that failed, listened to everyone telling him to set The Machine free to save humanity, and stopped being a self-righteous idiot, Root wouldn’t have had to die that way. Yes, she would have had to die in service of her god, but not for anyone other than herself.

ALSO, these guys tried to rebuff my statement by explaining that Root had to decide to save the people she cared about because Shaw and Harold were in the car. FALSE! Anyone who loves the show knows that Shaw forced Root to leave her behind again to save Harold from his own stupidity. Root told Shaw she was a shape tracing a line through the infinite, then she fled with Harold because he decided to go back to a coffee shop he frequented with Grace.

I made quite a few other comments that led the panelists to try and pretend I don’t exist but I don’t remember them, so I’m just going to break down everything they got wrong.

  1. POI was a story about horrible people doing horrible things

This is the most nonsensical idea about POI one could have. Yes, POI is a story about people doing “horrible” things. And yes you could classify them as horrible people. BUT “horrible” is a completely subjective term. Yes, Team Machine did some horrible things in the name of The Machine BUT are they horrible? Each and every person in POI was fighting for what they deemed was right; yes, each of them did something that could be classified as “horrible” but when in the name of what they believed was the right thing how horrible can it be? As Harold once said, “I suppose that everyone feels that he is the hero of his story. But there are no heroes; no villains. Just people doing the best they can.” Every single individual on POI was a person doing everything in their power for what they believed was right.

  1. The Machine represented and “old” style of thought while Samaritan represented a “new” style.

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! If you don’t get that they represent the extreme sides of surveillance culture, I don’t know that to tell you.

  1. John’s romances

After the masterful job the show did in portraying John and Jessica’s relationship early in the series, I have no idea why they felt the need to try and shove John into other relationships. His no-strings-attached relationship with Zoe was everything we needed for his character. The ridiculous relationship with his therapist was the writers not understanding the story they were telling.

  1. The shows that POI is in syndication with.

WHO THE FUCK CARES?!?!?!

  1. John & Harold being the most important characters.

*chokes on bullshit*
I’m sorry, if you believe the show hit its stride before Root and Shaw were introduced, you must have irreparable brain damage. I could rant for thousands of words on why this is fact, but will refrain until asked. (Ask me, I dare you.)

[Thus endeth Michelle’s portion]

Thank you for that, Michelle. Does anyone else think she feels pretty strongly about that subject?

Buoyed with a dislike for the patriarchy and a passion for seeing our favorite female characters represented accurately, we headed over to the Supergirl panel, where none other than the amazing Bridget Liszewski was a panelist. We sat ourselves near the front, where a group of similarly minded panel attendees had brought a loaf of white bread. Anytime they said “Mon-el,” we were to all take a bite of the bland, bland square of “nourishment.”

It was so hard, guys. Much like it is impossible to stomach that bland piece of crap who’s been forced down our throats under the guise of “loving Kara,” with each bite, I had to force my jaws to chew the tasteless cube, trying to push it down my throat with an increasing nausea.

Unfortunately, the panel was similar. Bridget started things off with the right tone. When asked what her favorite relationship on the show was, she answered, “Kara and Lena.” One of her co-panelists said that their relationship never even struck him as romantic and that it was much like Lex and Clark on Smallville. Counterpoints to that argument:

  1. Lip bite, or lack thereof, between Clark and Lex.
  2. Lex never filled Clark’s apartment with flowers.
  3. I love both Michael Rosenbaum and Tom Welling’s performances as Lex and Clark, and they had good “frenemy” chemistry. You know what they didn’t have? Romantic chemisty. You know who does? Lena and Kara.
  4. Lex and Clark didn’t have more chemistry together than Lois and Clark OR Lana and Clark. Lena and Kara have more chemistry together than Jimmy and Kara, Mon-el and Kara, and Adam and Kara COMBINED.

Some people in the audience (men, I believe) had all kind of Bread-splaining ready to go about why Mon-el wasn’t the actual worst, and let me tell you, I (and many others) were having none of it. At one point, I got so incensed (I think it was to the “point” that Mon-el had no good examples of how to be a good partner and he was acting that way because he cared about Kara) that I did the unthinkable. I RAISED MY HAND TO COMMENT.

Oh, I get nervous just thinking about it now, days later.

Of course, the panelist calling on people channeled Michelle’s BFF from the POI panel and tried to move on to a different topic (I guess he was tired of being shouted at?), but my pal Nic was like, “WE HAVE ANOTHER ONE OVER HERE,” pointing at me. Problem is, I get really nervous talking in front of people, so my face instantly turned red as I spoke (and was maybe still red for our 12:20 photo op), but I persisted. I pointed out that Mon-el doesn’t treat Kara like he cares about her; rather, he treats her as someone he wants to control. But, hey, what do I know?

Unfortunately (or fortunately, maybe, to be honest), we only could stick around for half of that panel because of said photo op, but I did get one takeaway from what we saw. Bridget Liszewski is a true ally of the LGBTQ community and is willing to call out queer-baiting when she sees it. Bridget is one of the good ones, and we’re lucky to have her.


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Happy Birthday, Waverly Earp

I know, I know. I have 18k words to write about DragonCon, and I’m writing a birthday post about everyone’s favorite former cheerleader. But I was struck with inspiration today. Is it medicine-fueled? Maybe. Was it born out of the mental ramblings of my morning nap? Probably. Doesn’t make it any less valid. Let’s see if it’s coherent!

I’m not giving anyone any new information when I say Waverly Earp is an amazing character. In a way, she’s all of us. Sure, personally speaking, I look nothing like Waverly, but we have some similar life experiences. We both had a childhood of overachieving, trying to distract everyone from something “bad” in our lives (Waverly — Wynonna, her family, and the Earp curse; me — being queer) with a whole host of perfection.

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#DragonCon Photo Roundup

Guys. We are so fucking tired. [ Editor’s note — we started this Monday night, but it’s now Tuesday and I’m alone trying to write this up. Thanks for abandoning me, assholes. ]

The only blog post I can fathom doing is one with a lot of pictures, so here we go.

Our first professional photo op was one we got with the entire cast. We decided to all hand-write “I am all in” on pieces of paper and hold them up while posing with everyone, and it turned out really, really great, if I do say so myself. And it was during this photo op that I explained to Evelyn Andrews that I only tell people that I don’t like hugs so I can be selective about who I get them from…although it looks like she’s keeping her distance from me here. Hmm.

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Saturday at #DragonCon

Our day started out with a lot of laughter. Let me tell you, everyone should con with my friends. I mean, go to a con with them. Not attend a long set of lies designed to rip someone off. Attend a fan convention. 


Cosplaying as people kicked out of Yiska’s cult. 

Among the hilarity this morning was naming the space between two platonic friends sharing a double bed The Ghost River Triangle. Don’t cross the line!

We made our way to the con — then stopped and went back to the hotel because someone forgot their pass, during which Michelle passed the Amy Acker test. I whispered it from 20-plus feet away, and she turned around immediately after not hearing Heidi yelling at her from the same distance. Then we finally headed to the con again and I powered through a burrito bowl with a metric ton of mushrooms for breakfast. #YinzerClassy


MUSHROOMS FOREVER. 

We did some shopping and then headed to the autograph area, after being released from the clutches of the parade. Emily was nice enough to sign the screenshot of when she blocked me on Twitter. 

And then the Yiska reject cosplayers got a selfie with our beaver overload. 


SQUATS! SQUATS! SQUATS!

I met the lovely and talented Shamier Anderson and told him about our friend who is super excited for his full frontal dragoning.

We headed to the fan panel and Heidi and I came up with a really great Peacemaker theory. I kind of wanted to ask the attacking question “what is your favorite Earp sisters moment,” but I ran out of time. 

Heidi and I stood in line for the cast panel while Michelle and BP went to a 100 panel, and that panel was amazing…except I had to leave in the middle of it to pee. Whoops. Should have gotten a small coffee. 

Then my pals had a 100 photo op in which they basically said “you suck” to the dudes. I don’t know anything about this show, but I do like pretty ladies. 


Michelle loved Tasya’s accent, while Heidi didn’t realize she spoke to them. Don’t know what BP thought. She didn’t tell me, and she’s not here. I’m sure I’ll get notes. 

We hit the Five Truths and a Lie panel with Kat and Dom, and that was…interesting. So grateful that Kat is our Nicole and not some rich leather-working real-estate magnate. 

We wandered around a bit outside because the Marriott was a clusterfuck and ended up back in our hotel room drinking warm Corona out of a can, because Yinzer/Iowan classy. 

Another successful day in the books! I can’t believe it’s half over. I’m sure we will get into more trouble tomorrow, and maybe even answer that age-old fandom question, mushrooms or pineapple on pizza?

Friday at #DragonCon

First official day of DragonCon in the books! Let’s see what trouble we got into today, shall we?

We made our way to Artists’ Alley (or whatever the DC equivalent is) to grab some Lora Innes prints first thing. Happily, we got the exclusive DragonCon print. I’d take a picture of it, but it’s already packed in its poster tube, and I’m tired as fuck. Michelle and BP hung up one of Lora’s banners.

They kept asking me if it was straight, which is not exactly my area of expertise.

Then, Michelle, BP, Jill, Lynn, Heidi, and I were standing off to the side, making a plan about the day, when all of a sudden, a woman came running out of nowhere, shouting at us to move aside, arms flailing. Then, 2.4 seconds later, Stan Lee comes careening around the corner on a motorized scooter, probably on two wheels, hurtling toward us, followed by what seemed like a camera crew of 23 people running behind him. After about five seconds of stunned silence, we looked at each other in shock, saying, “Was that Stan Lee?”

Definitely better than being suddenly homeless. Friday had a much better start than Thursday.

We separated and went on our various ways, meeting up with other friends and doing all of the walking. At lunch, Jill mentioned to me that Crystal Chappell had been announced for ClexaCon next year, and I dropped my bag and my food, jumped up, and said I needed a minute.

One of my first TV obsessions was Days of Our Lives, and one of my first crushes was Carly Manning. Like, life-changing, “I am attracted to this character” feelings. Game-changer for me. And I loved her and Bo’s romantic “wedding” at the pyramids. Ahem. Anyway. DragonCon.

I had the pleasure of attending a workshop on genre writing with Emily Andras, and it did not disappoint. She’s hilarious, so talented, and cares so much about her fans and her show. I got to pitch our idea for the class to everyone, which was super great since I love standing up and talking in front of people. I hung out with BP after so she could meet Emily, which was super cool.

We headed over to wait in line for the Wynonna Earp panel, and even though we were super far back in line, our friends saved seats with them because they are awesome. Heidi and I have a con goal this weekend to actually stand up and ask a question, and hopefully I can work “Nicole, you’re in cult. Call your dad” into it. Fingers crossed.

After the panel, we met up with some other Earpers and headed to dinner at Atlanta’s classiest restaurant, Hooters.

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FINALLY. IOWA MEETS IOWA.

We had some yummy food and really great conversation, though I did zone out a bit for The 100 discussion. No offense, guys.

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Because apparently these two are the same fucking person. 

Afterwards, we headed back to our hotel, with these two jokers keeping watch.tplZI9Sd

Heidi is looking at Michelle like she just said that Clarke Griffin was better than Lexa. (When I read this photo caption out loud to these assholes, an argument immediately started over who the better character was. The Hufflepuff just threatened the Slytherin’s life. I’ve made a horrible decision. Please send help. If someone gets killed, I probably won’t get my deposit back.)

Another day in the books. Tomorrow — photos, signatures, panels, and more Earping, obviously.

Thursday at #DragonCon

Guys.

What. A. Fucking. Day.

Heidi, Michelle, and I all converged at the airport this morning. We proceeded to make our way to the Airbnb that I had rented MONTHS AGO. Pay attention. This is important.

We took an Uber to the condo and, following the instructions given to us by our host, request the key from the front desk. The woman immediately asked if I was there because it was an Airbnb, and I said yes, because I am not big on lying. She got a little bit shady, said she had to check with her manager about something with his condo, and left. I had a sinking feeling in my stomach, but we all just hung out in the lobby. She came back and told us we needed to talk to the manager, and we made our way upstairs…like we were going to the principal’s office.

There, the very nice condo manager informed us that the rental we had booked through Airbnb (with many positive reviews, mind you) was booked despite the building’s rules against exactly that, and we could not stay there.

Fuck.

Mildly panicked, we all looked at each other. Heidi and Michelle immediately began looking for a hotel to rent (we were a little gun-shy on Airbnb at this point in time), and I texted Sarah, my best friend from college, and said, “I am sorry to bother you. I am in an emergency situation.” I called her and explained what had happened, and she said, “I’ll have a place for you within ten minutes.”

True to her word, within a few minutes, she called with a hotel she had available for us. I messaged our “host” and told him what was happening and demanded a refund, though at this point I had no idea if it would happen or not.

I’ll be honest with you. I am not great at handling stress, but much to my surprise, I only teared up a little. I didn’t full-on sob or break down…though it’s probably going to happen soon.

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Just a couple of homeless queer nerd ladies, doing a thing.

We got another Uber and made our way to our current hotel, which looked like a dump from the inside. But then we walked in and realized it was nicer than most of the hotels any of us had ever stayed in. And, much to our great joy, there were cookies in the hallway. Like, complimentary cookies. Not some pack of oreos that some random kid had left in the hallway. Although at this point, since none of us had eaten since breakfast, we probably would have scarfed those down.

In the middle of all of the drama, I tweeted about how apparently I booked an unlicensed Airbnb that wouldn’t let us in. I have to say, the outpouring of help from the Earper community to all of us was overwhelming. We had offers of places to stay, suggestions on hotels to try, and a really great offer from DocStache to move VisitPurgatory to the shower so one of us could take her bed. It was a really, really shitty day, but…this was definitely a high point. We are in a really great fandom, guys.

The great thing about our new hotel home is that it is across the street from the MARTA station, so we did some math, bought a pass, and headed downtown.

These stairs are so steep, guys.

On the train, Heidi and I noticed that Michelle had fallen asleep. I joked with her that the way to find out if she was faking or not was to whisper “Amy Acker” and see if I got a reaction. Apparently, as soon as I said it, Michelle woke up, despite swearing she “hadn’t heard” us.

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We party so hard sometimes the kids fall asleep on the public transportation.

We got lost about 17 times, including once in the Marriott. We grabbed some food and then went to find our people, who were partying at a bar in the Sheraton. As soon as we walked in, a shout erupted from the table, led by the always-energetic Sally.

FANDRAS!!!!

Then the entire restaurant started shouting at us, which was also great.

We had some drinks and told this story quite a few times, so apologies if it was a repeat.

But, like I said, it was quite a day.

Tomorrow should only get better, right?

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Wynonna Earp 2×12, AKA the One Where Everyone Made us Laugh, Broke All of Our Hearts, and Said “Vagina” a Lot

Hello, friends. What an amazing finale. I’ve seen a lot of TV, and that was one of the best. Amazeballs. The opposite of a shit strumpet. This finale also good.

Before I get into it, I wanted to talk a little bit about why this Wynonna Earp viewing was so special for me. @BridgetOnTV@nedleysoffice, and @HiDizzle20 all came to my house to watch. The second two were there for dinner, and obviously I served them the most divisive food in the Earper community, mushrooms. My wife made doughnuts for us to enjoy, and I whipped up some mocktails I called Boobs McSeltzers.

Special shout-out to my Earper-adjacent wife, Chris, for being such an accommodating and gracious co-host and making such delicious food. She is the best.

Watching with them was super fun but also a little surreal. I joked that it was like Bridget gets a full-length live reaction video, because even though she was mostly watching the episode and tweeting her gifs (that we all had to get off of wifi for because she’s such a diva), she was watching our reactions a little bit. After the episode, Bridget called in to Whiskey and Doughnuts, and before I knew it, we were on with the cast, which was a super-cool and kind-of-surreal experience. And sorry, Melanie — I know you asked for a house tour, but maybe next time. Cool?

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Season 2 #EarperView Wrap-up

Hello, friends. Wow. What a wonderful experience the EarperViews have been for me. In any crowd of people, I always wonder what people’s stories are, and this was a great way to get to know my fellow Earpers. I hope you all enjoyed reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. It was an amazing experience, except for all of the times people accused me of ATTACKING THEM with my questions. Ahem.

I have had so much fun doing these, and when I began, I honestly had no idea if people would even read them or not, much less like them. I thought I might be lucky if like 20 people read the first one, and I would be beyond stoked if that happened. I was nervous that everyone other than my very good friends would turn me down, and I would be stuck in the middle of the season with no one to talk about. And I am just…so floored that that couldn’t be further from what actually happened. Unless it’s all been a lie and like ten of you have just been clicking on it multiple times. Eh, whatever. I’ll choose to live the lie on that one.

I want to take a moment to talk about some people who helped make these a reality. First of all, my Earper-adjacent wife. Chris reads every single thing I write, even though she’s never seen the show, and she always encourages me to write about what makes me happy. She’s the best.

Second, I have a few specific friends who encouraged me to do this in the first place, and who also helped me with some of the writing when I needed a proofread or even just a nudge. Jill, Heidi, and Michelle, EarperViews would be nothing without the three of you. Many thanks for all of the encouragement over these last few months…and even just the letting me vent.

Finally, words cannot express how grateful I am to my dear, dear EarperViewees. You’ve all been so kind and generous with your time, and not a single person said no when I asked this giant favor. I’ve enjoyed getting to know each and every one of you better, in some cases taking you from strangers to friends. You’re all amazing, beautiful, inspiring women, and that’s my jam. I’m so happy that this fandom has brought us together. Sorry for all of my questions that were personal attacks. I owe you a beverage of your choice the next time we see each other. I mean, within reason. No WayHaught whiskey sours. I’m not made of money.

Speaking of my lovely subjects, I’d like to encourage you to check out any EarperViews that you may have missed, or maybe even reread a favorite. Here they are, conveniently organized in one place. If you want to creep on them on Twitter, click their handle; if you want to read the EarperView, just click on the link underneath that just happens to be a quote from their EarperView.

@nedleysoffice

I will forever remember walking back to my rental car of an 8-hour drive back to NYC thinking, “I’d do this again in a second.”

@HiDizzle20

These people I’ve met through Twitter and this show are real friends and meeting them in real life solidifies that.

@CMeushaw

I’m pretty sure I’ve used “polite no-chill” on more than one occasion to excuse my insane fangirling.

@EarpYourFandom

I’ve always liked well-written supernatural shows because the scenarios are almost allegorical for any problem you may face.

@Deb_Renee

In season one, Wynonna and Waverly were sitting around the fire watching Doc fix their mailbox. That scene was so endearingly sweet and tender between them, it made me want to be their sister too!

@BridgetOnTV

I have made friends that I know will last a lifetime and have met people I never would have if it weren’t for this little Canadian TV show.

@BaileyGrey789

Earpers are the most positive group of fans on the internet, hands down.

Me

Like most queer women, Catholic school filled me with a love of plaid (and uniforms in general) and a hatred of high school and THE PATRIARCHY.

@micnic1291

Wynonna Earp is all about being unapologetically yourself, which is difficult for me living as a queer woman working in a male-dominated field in a relatively conservative, Fox News-watching, Cheeto-loving area.

@Rashantitty

Wynonna Earp has shown you can be flawed and that it’s okay to not be okay, because at the end of the day what matters is how you respond.

@PunkyStarshine

IS THIS AN INTERROGATION? AM I IN TROUBLE FOR SOMETHING? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS?

@sheaven

She isn’t perfect, and she doesn’t always do everything gracefully or even well, but she is trying.

@RebeccaBarrick

There is no fandom like the Earper fandom, that’s for sure!

@VisitPurgatory

I have a journalism degree which I never use, but do enjoy a good Oxford comma.

@HollidaysStache

Who are the Earp sisters? Do they know Doc Holliday?

I have had a couple people ask me if the EarperViews would continue during the hiatus, and the answer is…I hope so. Fall is our busy season, so a lot of it depends on my work life. I’d like to keep some sort of regular posting schedule, so we’ll see what happens. Just be patient with me. I am also not a super social person, so it’s awkward and difficult for me as a human to reach out and ask people to do these, since I feel like it’s a huge favor.

Anyway, I can’t believe the finale is tonight! What a great season it’s been. I can’t wait to feel every single emotion in the universe in what I’m sure will be 42 minutes of expertly crafted perfection.

I’ll see you soon, friends.

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How I feel about all of you.

#EarperView with ‪@HollidaysStache‬

Picture it — Las Vegas, 2017. My lovely wife and I are sharing an elevator with three female strangers. One of them starts telling a hilarious story about something she witnessed at the fountains at the Bellagio. I thought they were pretty funny and that we could be friends, but who makes friends in an elevator?

Later that night, browsing Twitter, I see a tweet from Docstache (that has since been deleted, because I checked) detailing the same exact story I had just heard. Had I…had I ridden in an elevator with the elusive Docstache?!!

Alas, the answer to that is lost to time, as she has no idea and I’m really bad with faces. In my mind, I did see her, and it was the first time I hung out with Docstache, no matter what anyone says. But like sightings of the Loch Ness monster, Bigfoot, and a chupacabra, all that matters is that you believe it was real in your heart.

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Purgatory in Sunnydale

Season 2 of Wynonna Earp has been the most Buffy-est show to hit my TV since, well, Buffy, and I know I’m not the only one who thinks so. So @micnic1291 and I thought it would be fun to unpack who our Purgatorian Scooby gang’s counterparts would be in Sunnydale. (Unfortunately, Michelle was “busy watching The Bold Type” when it was time to add in the pictures. What a coincidence.)

MAJOR, MAJOR SPOILER ALERT IF YOU HAVEN’T FINISHED BUFFY!!! If you choose to read anyway, please don’t shout at either of us about being spoiled, because we warned you. And neither of us needs to be yelled at any more this week. 

Wynonna: She’s Buffy. She’s the big damn hero. She’s the reason we are all here. She saves us, and in some small way, we save her right back. She’s also Faith. Badass bitch in leather. “Fuck all of you” attitude. The spare heir/slayer, so to speak.

 

Waverly: Willow Rosenberg. Hella smart. Hella cute. Newly queer. This is an easy one. Just…try to avoid that ultimate evil part. You know…again. Continue reading