I gleaned every detail about Scully so I could better emulate her. She wore a cross, so I started wearing a cross. I practiced her sarcasm by reciting her most blasé lines, hoping the attitude would rub off on me — "Sure, fine, whatever." She was an FBI agent, a scientist, and, as she never failed to remind the people around her, a medical doctor. I hated blood, so doctor was out. Being an FBI agent sounded fun, but shooting guns seemed dangerous. That left scientist.
Sometimes I wish I could ask for advice/vent but that would necessitate telling people the whole backstory and potentially betraying several people's confidences in the process... and then it would invite a lot of one-sided judgment which would be hard to clarify.I think that is ultimately my main stressor and the motivation behind most of my started threads. lol
There have been other strong female characters with scientific/ professional backgrounds: Dr. Beverly Crusher, Nurse Hathaway (ER), Colleen McMurphy (China Beach), Grace VanOwen (LA Law), but yeah.... Scully is probably the geekiest one.
One really compelling thing about the character of Scully for young women was the reversal of the stereotypes- she wasn't "the emotional one" or "the heart of the operation," she was the fucking smart and honestly maybe a little bit robotic one of the pair, and a strong skeptic who was very intellectually demanding of Mulder. (Not that he wasn't smart also, I mean, that's one of the things that was so damn sexy about him.) Scully was a character who wasn't written as a "Strong Female Character," she was just a person, a really smart person, who happened to be a woman. For a lot of the show's original run, the character of Scully could have been played by a guy with very minor changes, although in the 90s that would have meant giving up a lot of the sexual tension that was fun about the show. (Nowadays that's not an impediment; people feel free to ship Sherlock and Watson to their hearts' content.)
I just really can't overstate how exciting that was to a lot of young women in the 90s, myself included- the idea that we could be people first, not written into corners because of our gender.
The one who buggers a fire burns his penis
-anonymous graffiti in the basilica at Pompeii