Tuesday, May 22, 2012
The End Of House M.D.
For my fellow unworthy foreigners not lucky enough to be born in/have crawled through the underdeveloped waste of our respective homelands into the United States of America, I have a piece of bad news.
After 8 seasons, the TV series House M.D. aired its final episode last night.
"As if there aren't already few enough role models with disabilities on TV!"
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House M.D. has literally lasted me through medical school. I remember watching it in my first few depressed months at Cambridge, after my first girlfriend dumped me to get together with my best friend behind my back (yes, that happened. And you wonder why I'm screwed up in my head! --Editor) and I googled 'angry doctor' to find an angsty profile picture (for Friendster. Yeah, this was, uh, before Facebook existed. DON'T MAKE ANY AGE JOKES --Ed.) and I discovered House. And the rest, as they say, is history (as were my exam grades that term).
I haven't watched the last episode yet, but I will soon. Until then, I'm going to pretend it hasn't ended.
And for those of you who HAVE watched the last episode and are on the floor crying whilst sucking your thumbs in the foetal position, leave some space for me, will ya?
Do justice to the memory of House M.D. and like my Facebook page. Or follow me on Twitter. It's what Dr House would have wanted.