Thank you all for being with me during this trying time. Parks and Recreation left us peacefully two days ago and there is no other show that more deserved to go out on its own terms. Whitney already gave Parks a moving and appropriate tribute, but this show more than any other deserves an extra.
If I have recommended Parks and Rec to you in the past, you have heard my pitch, but it remains the same. Parks and Recreation is truly a special show because it is that rare breed of comedy that is all at once optimistic, smart, joyous, and oh, hysterically funny. This breed is so rare that I’m not even sure there is another.
Comedies are my jam, but what I have always loved about Parks is that I leave every episode feeling uplifted because (Jerry jokes aside) the humor rarely comes from malicious place. The show is truly special because it is about a group of people who are crazy degrees of different but who still love each other and (to varying degrees) love what they do. Mainly because they get to do it together. The show’s series finale was the perfect encapsulation of this, the perfect send-off to our little band of weirdos and I cried more times than I would like to admit because it wasn’t really that sad. I cried because I am losing my best (TV) friend.
I’m really going to miss Pawnee and all of its eccentricities, because the town is a character in and of itself, but more than anything I am going to miss watching the Parks department and the genuine love that they have for each other. It truly is the most enjoyable show that you could ever watch and I highly suggest that you get on Netflix if you have never had the extreme pleasure of watching this show.
So bye, bye, Parks and Rec. I already miss you in the saddest fashion.