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Elizabeth Sandifer

Elizabeth Sandifer created Eruditorum Press. She’s not really sure why she did that, and she apologizes for the inconvenience. She currently writes Last War in Albion, a history of the magical war between Alan Moore and Grant Morrison. She used to write TARDIS Eruditorum, a history of Britain told through the lens of a ropey sci-fi series. She also wrote Neoreaction a Basilisk, writes comics these days, and has ADHD so will probably just randomly write some other shit sooner or later.Support Elizabeth on Patreon.

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  1. 7a1abfde-af0e-11e0-b72c-000bcdcb5194
    July 15, 2011 @ 8:27 pm

    Re Hartnell's flubs — eventually the writers started putting some in deliberately (there's a famous example on the Sensorites, i think), so Roberts wasn't really departing at all.

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  2. Seeing_I
    August 9, 2011 @ 4:11 am

    If racism is the tendency to reduce people to their stock attributes & dismiss them thus, is it really fair to slag off on poor old dead William Hartnell as nothing but "a senile old racist"?

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  3. John Seavey
    February 19, 2015 @ 11:22 am

    Racism is not "the tendency to reduce people to their stock attributes & dismiss them thus"; it's the tendency to reduce a group of people to a set of stock attributes that are not necessarily possessed by all or even any of those people, and dismiss any that do not fit. William Hartnell is being assessed as an a individual, not as a group, which makes the assessment of "a senile old racist" a non-racist assertion. Attempting to equate the two is disingenuous at best.

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  4. EdYoung
    August 14, 2016 @ 9:58 pm

    Ok, you got me forever with this one essay right here. (Actually, you got me forever -as a fan who will buy anything you write say, when’s that book on those dark enlightenment fuckers gonna be generally available? – from the moment I received my copy of Recursive Occlusion, but I digress). So I get to the next but last sentence in the essay, and the line “the man we grew up to recognize as The Doctor, the most wonderful man in the universe” just floored me. It triggered something (something good! Yesyes!) and for the next ten minutes I’m walking around my house, book held slack in my hand with great fat tears running down my cheeks. Honestly, I’ve never experienced anything like it. It was a truly beautiful moment and I’m still getting chills from it. That’s some powerful cultural criticism!

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