Why Eleanor’s Death wasn’t about Rogers…

gryffinoir:

I see this flying around. So, a few words…

She had a great death scene. She fought till the end. Yeah, it’s violent. But do you realize what show you’re watching? Than there’s the blatant symbolism of Eleanor = Nassau… The Spanish attack Nassau… The Spanish kill Eleanor. Nassau falls, and so does Eleanor. They parallel each other, and that’s definitely why the writers did it in the same episode. 

Now onto Rogers… First of all, her final words were actually about Madi. She tried to save her. That’s very in line with her character and doesn’t surprise me at all. Before that, she asks about Rogers being with the Spanish. For me, this immediately came across as Eleanor wanting to know if she made a mistake. She wants to know if she chose the wrong side. If choosing Rogers was wrong. It was, but Flint spares her that knowledge. Her asking about Rogers had much more to do with her, and her choices, than it did Rogers. Eleanor dies feeling at peace with her choice to choose love over personal ambition. 

Rogers’ whole presence last season was completely defined by Eleanor. Everything about his storyline revolved around Eleanor. Her death will leave its mark on the rest of the story and everyone still alive. Rogers, obviously. But also Max. Where is Max going now? To Eleanor’s grandfather. Even Flint feels the loss of Eleanor. This isn’t about Rogers. It’s about Eleanor and everyone who loved her. 

‘Do you think it’s possible for an entire nation to be insane?’

‘That’s a very…interesting question, sir,’ he said.  ‘You mean the people–’

‘Not the people, the nation,’ said Vimes.  ‘Borogravia looks off its head to me, from what I’ve read.  I expect the people just do the best they can and get on with raising their kids, which, I might say, I’d rather be doing right now, too.  Look, you know what I mean.  You take a bunch of people who don’t seem any different from you and me, but when you add them all together you get this sort of huge raving maniac with national borders and an anthem.’

Terry Pratchett, “Monstrous Regiment” (via noirandcandycorn)