Russell "the T" Davies

ACCUSATIONS of a particularly nasty nature were chucked at Russell T. Davies during his four-year tenure as executive producer on Doctor Who.

Some of those accusations made their way onto this blog last week when I wrote about the first part of this year’s Christmas special. DW is now “too politically correct” and (God help us all) “gay imperialist” (what does that even mean? I have visions of stormtroopers breaking down people’s doors, charging inside and holding the residents at gunpoint while they re-arrange their furniture and populate their music collections with Scissor Sisters CDs…)

So, according to the uneasy-in-the-modern-world brigade, it is now offensive to portray gay or black people in positive ways. It’s unrealistic, they claim; not accurately representative of today’s society.

Presumably they’d be happier if there were no gay characters at all (yeah, because that would be so much more realistic, wouldn’t it?) and all the black characters were serving in McDonald’s?

What is so offensive about black actors finally being given a fair chance to play major roles? Black people were so excluded from television and film roles when I was a kid that when they started appearing more frequently, I noticed. I noticed the increasing number of black faces, and “black” was what defined them in my mind. Ronnie and Reggie, on the other hand, are so used to seeing black and Asian faces on TV (and yes, on Doctor Who) that I doubt they even register the characters’ colour. All they’re interested in is whether the characters portrayed are goodies or baddies or are entertaining.

Why shouldn’t fictional (even science fictional) scenarios be populated with at least a few gay characters, characters whose main function in the plot is not confined to their sexuality? Straight characters have been free to be straight since TV was invented, but no-one ever accused the makers of Z-Cars of being “straight imperialists”.

My gay friends grew up in a society where there were precious few positive gay role models on television. How awful it must have been for them to be given the unintended but very real message that they were abnormal and that there was no-one else out there who felt the way they did. And how fantastic that young, gay men and women can now see gay characters on TV who aren’t defined by their sexuality. Yes, Captain Jack is gay, but more importantly, he’s a soldier, he’s brave, he’s clever, he inspires love and loyalty, he’s a leader. He’s also gay. So what? Get over it. Donna Noble is brave, clever and funny. She’s also straight. Got a problem with that? No-one cares.

I don’t believe for an instant that black actors were hired by Russell T. Davies (brilliant writer and producer. Also gay, incidentally) out of any desire to “meet quotas” or anything so silly and offensive. He’s far too smart a guy to do anything other than hire the best actors available. But what I also have no doubt about is that, in the past, black actors were turned down for parts because of their colour. If those days are now behind us then I see no reason to do anything other than cheer.

And what does it say about those who are able to suspend disbelief enough to accept that Earth has endured alien invasions a dozen times in as many years but who can’t accept that black people can be successful, powerful or accepted as friends and equals by white people, or that gay people exist in the future?