Dana Scully Needs You

This is a pre-emptive post because I’m probably not going to be around tomorrow afternoon to properly monitor the goings on over at f_march_madness. But it’s looking like Dana Scully and Dean Winchester are going to be facing off and I want to get this out there now.

This isn’t about how great Dean Winchester is, this isn’t about how he cries the manliest of man tears or how he’s snarky and likes pie. He’s cool I’ll admit it.

But this is bigger than him. This is about respecting history. This is about realizing that without The X-Files there would be no Supernatural. This is about a tiny, red-headed FBI agent who stood by her partner even when she thought he was nuts, who killed monsters while wearing heels. This about an insanely intelligent, brilliant woman who made it okay for each and every one of us to be the gigantic nerds that we are.

This is about being ten years old and turning on the television week after week and seeing a competent, strong, badass of a woman perform autopsies without flinching, whip out her gun and face a baddie twice her size, and still make time to challenge her partner's craziness even when she knew it was going to be a thankless job. It’s about a woman who worked in a man’s world, existed in a man’s genre and owned every inch of it.

This is about Dana Scully.

 

( Cut because Scully's awesomeness requires many words... )