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You may have seen it in other journals (including the original poster's), but crepe_suzettes makes some brilliant (and brilliantly funny) points as to why Torchwood and its staff just might work out after all:

They are misfits and incompetents, and the reason they're Torchwood at all is that the proper Torchwood - one with the large staff and the glitzy office and the proper grasp of security procedures was so consumed by its own arrogance and self-importance that it not merely destroyed itself, but almost the entire world along with it... But no-one will destroy Torchwood Three - as they destroyed Torchwood One - by lining them up and ordering them to march into the conversion machine. When the aliens invade Cardiff and they try to round up Torchwood Three, two of them will be off at the back bonking, one will have slipped out for an illicit ciggie, another will be trying out some useful alien technology on the cat (and later, therefore, return to the fray assisted by one alien-enhanced and Bloody Furious cat) and the last one will have phoned in sick so she can go to the rugby.

You don't defeat the best swordsman in the world by sending in the second-best. You defeat them by sending in the worst swordsman in the world.

It certainly fits with what we see in "They Keep Killing Suzie." Now here's hoping the show retains this level of self-awareness and fun.

Myst progress

I've conquered one of my major snags, thanks to the lovely wired_lizard, and thus I have all the pages from the Stoneship, Mechanical and Channelwood Ages (as well as both halves of the note.) The Selenitic Age eludes me, as I seem to have either gone tone deaf, or lost my fine motor skills. I'm really not sure which'd be the more embarassing option, but there you have it.

Meanwhile, the Riven DVD won't even acknowledge my existence. It doesn't even humor me with an error message. I click 'play;' it does nothing. Asshat.