I am a huge dork.

Seriously. Possibly the biggest dork ever.


Okay, I know I’m a geek. I’ve known that pretty much my whole life. I’ve embraced it, accepted it, made my peace with it – whatever you want to call it with it.

But sometimes I things go a bit too far.

If you’ll remember, back in October I got all 5 seasons of Babylon 5 on DVD. A fantastic deal I found on Ebay and I was looking forward to finally getting to see the entire series in sequence.

I finished it yesterday.

(Warning – if you have any interest in this show whatsoever but haven’t seen it STOP READING RIGHT NOW! I’m going to give away the ending of the final episode of the series.)

Really, I am.

Not kidding here.

Okay, proceed at your own risk.

Since yesterday was all snowy and gray, I figured I’d go ahead and finish up the rest of Season 5 – about 6 or 7 episodes. Now, if you’re at all familiar with the show, you know it’s really big on foreshadowing. There are certain things that happen at the end of the series that have been common knowledge almost since the beginning. You know who’s going to be dead and who’s probably still going to be around. But there’s one cast member whose fate they never gave any clues about:

The station. Babylon 5 itself.

And what happened to the station?

They blew it up.

In the timeline of the series, the station had been around about 25 years. It had been mostly empty for the last couple of those, it’s purpose being fulfilled by other places. It had been decommissioned and would have been a “hazard to navigation” if it were simply left floating in space.

So they blew it up.

The scene was very well done. At one end of the station there was a ship representing each of the major (and minor) races who’d had some role in the life of the station. They were all in a line, paying their respects to the place one last time. As the explosions started at the opposite end of the station, the ships turned and headed away. It was all rather somber.

And what does any of this have to do with me being such a huge dork?

I got all teary-eyed when the station blew up.

Not full-on bawling, or anything like that. More like the feeling I get at the end of The Iron Giant (no matter how many times I watch it). It was all very unexpected. It felt like something you’d wished somebody had warned you about, but at the same time you’re glad nobody had, as it would have taken away from the moment.

Yes, I know it’s just a TV show, and that the station is just a piece of CGI, but still….