I have to admit that I’ve never been a fan of “Doctor Who.” If you talk to our resident contributor William Garcia, you’ll find a Doctor Who fan who surpasses every other Doctor Who fan before him. But me as a casual viewer found Doctor Who thanks to the Sci Fi channel here in America who broadcast the entire series every week. I was never a fan before so I went into it with a general ignorance on everything associated with the universe and found it entertaining. I thought Billy Piper was a cute heroine, I liked her charm and courage, and I thought she was a great pairing with Christopher Eccleston, my original lure to the series. Then came David Tennant who was an infinitely better Doctor Who. Goofy, weird, and demented, with a hint of Errol Flynn heroics, Tennant really took the series by the throat and was the absolute best of the Who’s. Once Piper left, “Doctor Who” took an admitted plunge in quality, and Garcia’s observations on the series pretty much was what I began to notice. No longer was the show intent on focusing on Doctor Who’s travels into space; now all of his exploits were centered on Earth and storylines just became incredibly repetitive. Take for example the two episode arc focusing on New York in the thirties, a flat and boring plot about the Daleks attempts to control the Earth through time travel, and then New York in the future, which ended up being a great episode about endless traffic on an outer space highway where millions of people confined to their cars, awaited passage into the high way.