I hate Ah! My Goddess.

Actually, I don’t. I love the Ah! My Goddess universe. And I’m pretty fond of the supporting cast. That’s what makes it so terribly painful.

But, I can’t help it: I despise Belldandy.

Every time the woman opens her mouth, I want to scream. Seriously. I need a concentrated dose of tsundere mune ni chokugeki just to calm down (god bless you, Skuld). I know anime is all about wish fulfillment, but, for the life of me, I can’t understand how anyone could find such a clueless, cloying, and compliant pushover appealing in any way, shape, or form. Honestly, if I met such a woman in real life, I’d immediately inquire as to what horrible childhood accident left her partially brain damaged. (followed by my condolences, of course)

But, you know, it takes two to tango, and Keichi’s perfectly happy to follow. Belldandy does everything but brush his teeth for him, yet, he’s not man enough to hold her hand? How does this guy manage to get out of bed in the morning? I eagerly await the chapter in which Belldandy is possessed by the Demon of Sadomasochism, First Class, Unlimited, and rides K1 leather-bound and crying into the sunset. Ah! A Burning Night in the Dungeon!

Um…

Anyhoo, even though I’m a Democrat, I can do more than just criticize. Ah! My Goddess could achieve perfection with just a few small changes:

1. Get rid of Belldandy. (see: Ah! My Goddess, The Movie)

2. Have Skuld continue to abuse Keichi in new and imaginative ways.

3. Get Urd drunk.

4. Give Megumi a mahou shoujo spin-off show all her own. (YES, MY MASTER!)

Ah! Who am I kidding? There’s no salvation to be found. What was Fujishima Kousuke thinking?