Television Without Pity really nailed it this time, with its recap of the final episode of Battlestar Gallactica. This sentence got me:

Anders asks Starbuck for the plan, and the dynamic is so natural that it's almost beneath comment, but: what you have here is an intersolar basketball stud-turned-dilettante guerilla terrorist asking his petite blond girlfriend what to do, because she's the guy here, and he and she and we (and even the show, which is sometimes questionable) are all so past it that we don't even notice.

So true. Makes me weepy the way Buffy did.