"Today the CW announced that Gilmore Girls will air its final episode on May 15." (Variety)


I'm devastated. Truly I am. Who wouldn't want to follow the ingenious, simultaneous ramblings of a straight A Yale graduate with the complexion of a water nymph, born the year I fell in love with MacGyver, about Paradise Lost, her next town meeting, Oompa Loompas, the british post-punk-movement, Madeleine Albright and her alma mater's breakfast cereal-providing system. Who wouldn't?

Rory's bizarre and artificial microcosm was every liberal Democrats wet dream, where all people were entitled to be different, quirky and strange while navigating through an idyllic small town that looked like a 1940-ties Capra set.
I always considered the occasional shot of Rory 'I'm-so-smart' Gilmore's Noam Chomsky dorm-room-poster very fitting for a series that relied predominantly on the spoken word. And my, how they talked. That should count for something.

Farewell ivy-league creature! I liked your mom.