next time someone tells you Muslim countries oppress women, let them know Pakistan, Bangladesh, Indonesia, Turkey, Kosovo, Kyrgyzstan, and Senegal have all had female Presidents or Prime Ministers and 1/3rd of Egypt’s parliament is female but the US has yet to even have a female vice president and can’t say “vagina” when discussing female reproductive rights
the whole concept of flirting is just lost on me most of the time really. whenever someone is like “oh they were flirting with you” i’m just like. what. whenever someone is like “were you flirting with them?” i’m just like. what. whenever someone is like “oh you totally were flirting with them!” i’m just like. what. what is flirting. what is going on. what. i have no idea what’s going on. what
In fact, this final episode calls the entire endeavor of this final season into question. It was set entirely over the weekend when Barney and Robin get married and Ted meets The Mother, but now none of that seems to matter. Within the first 20 minutes of the hour-long finale, Barney and Robin are divorced. All the other events of the final season are also undone: Ted is not moving to Chicago, Lily and Marshall jaunt off to Italy and return over the course of a commercial break. Everything we’ve invested all this year into caring about is yanked out from under us. It’s like the show said “legend … wait for it” and we’re all still poised waiting for the “ary” that never came.
My favorite thing about HIMYM was that it went from being a show about being single and dating in your 20s to be about leaving your 20s behind and entering your 30s. But it wasn’t enough for the show to end with Barney and Robin married happily ever after, and Ted meeting his dream woman and going on to have children with her…
There’s Robin and Barney’s divorce, Marshall’s crappy job and eventual promotion, Robin fading from the group, Barney finally having a kid, The Mother getting sick in dying (it only gets a mention, not even enough time to grieve for this woman we spent nearly a decade waiting for). It all happens in a flash, like getting an email from someone you haven’t seen in 20 years and their recapping their life in a few sentences.
All the action seemed so phoney and heightened because it was all so rushed. The finale wasn’t about wrapping up all the loose ends and giving us something satisfying; it was about getting us to a point – the point where Robin and Ted wind up together – that was determined in the show’s second season when the creators came up with the ending.
That’s fine. I could live with that, but it’s the road they took to get there. Why spend all that time getting us involved in The Mother if only to snatch her and her yellow umbrella away at the last minute? Why spend an entire season getting us to root for Barney and Robin’s love only to crap all over it immediately? The show’s writers worked very hard for us to buy that Robin and Ted were over each other. Why reverse that decision at the 11th hour?
This show wasn’t about meeting a mother at all. It was about two friends falling in love. And that’s a great story. That’s a worthy conclusion, but it’s not the one we were promised.