Life after Ten

Life (or rather lack of ) after Ten never gets any easier.  We are constantly having it drilled into us, making us feel we are "outsiders" for not following on, for not getting over this version.

There is simply no comparison, no way we can get over the fact and accept that this is the same man with a different face.  When compared to the 10th Doctor,  the 11th Doctor lacks many traits of the 10th and seems to have "forgotten" most of the personal memories of his earlier times (going back to his first incarnation) and certainly is a shadow of his former self.




Out went his bubbly, easy going, lovable personality.  It was like "send in the clowns" , a version similar to his second one.  It was certainly true when Ten said that a new man goes sauntering off and he`s gone.  It was like Ten had never existed, he really did literally get up and walk away into a new way of life.  Even Tens` Tardis was transformed into something from a kiddies colouring book or The Teletubbies Den.  Eleven lacked the taste of both the 9th and 10th versions of himself.

When compared to Ten, out went the eloquence and in came the awkwardness of being Eleven.  Everything that was Ten, everything he said was going to happen when he changed, did happen.  Yes, that was the way the new regime wanted the 11th Doctor to behave, out with the old and in with the new for both Doctor and storyline.

Life did go on for The Doctor, new man, new ways, unlike when Harriet Jones compared Ten to Nine.  Ten carried on in many of the same ways.  Eleven, well that was the start of a new era as will probably be with the Twelfth but that`s another point for debate.

Life for a fan of the 10th Doctor resides in the past.  After all, it`s just a big ball of wibbly wobbly, timey-wimey stuff. 

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