In the Short Run

Battlestar Galactica was too frakkin short, though finding contextual uses for frak will never grow old, even if some people hate it. 

I dare say that BSG was far superior to SG-1, but I don't hold the same fondness for it that I do for Stargate. I still want to see a more in depth Ori story line. I don't care that it got two movies!

Anyway, anyway, I was focusing on BSG. 

Without being spoilery, if there was anything that I took from the series finale, it's how complicated we all are. How wrought we are with contradictions. It doesn't make us any less real; it makes us more real. 

And the fact that Cylons also are wrought with contradictions just shows how human they really are (or how Cylon we really are.)

It's not bad writing that characters have inconsistencies; it's phenomenally good writing. If Lee were perfectly consistent, he'd be perfectly boring. (But my gods, Apollo, get a frakkin haircut. See? Nice use of frak there. You're welcome.)

In any case, I've spent most of my life being just a bit too black and white. In every situation, there's always been a right and a wrong, and I've always felt the need to agree 100%, or just not subscribe at all. 

But I'm too internally conflicted to live a satisfying life that way anymore. I think it more of a worthy challenge to live with the contradictions and become who I should be in spite of them, than to spend all my energy trying to right all the inconsistencies. 

So the real work is in deciding which inconsistencies are permissible, and which ones aren't. Deciding to embrace a bit of dissonance for the sake of wholeness does not give me license to live without boundaries, or to stop trying to become something worth being. 

And it doesn't make life any easier. 

In fact, I think it makes it exponentially harder. 

I wonder if I am really up to the task.