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It’s been a while since I wrote one of these, so please excuse any flickering of random thoughts and observations that may seem totally disconnected, but I promise they all make sense.

I was spoiled for this episode. I didn’t know what it was about, or what was happening. But I saw the tie straightening scene (with the tandem hand rubbing, oh guys, you’re adorable, also Larry Teng is a brilliant director) and was rather giddy about the prospect of this episode.

This episode was just about as feel good as you could imagine. It was also very appropriate, for you see, my country is holding its elections as we speak, so having a Hawaiian political scandal while my own country votes is pretty neat!

It delivered beyond my wildest dreams. I feel a little guilty neglecting yesterday’s episode, but I promise I will get to it as well, because it had all the delicious moral ambiguities I feel don’t get enough love.

Danny’s speech at the family court I cried. I’m not even gonna lie. I cried. One of the things that make me love Danny the most is his emotionality. He doesn’t care. He wears his bleeding heart on his sleeve and hands it over, no questions asked. It’s what makes him compassionate and a bit scary, because it freaks other people out.

It also makes him prone to saying problematic things about crimes of passion, which makes me understand why Rachel divorced him. He must have driven her crazy by the end, pouring his pain unto her in a way that used her in a way that was utterly unfair, not to mention the possibility of Rachel’s own demands that he be someone more suitable to her idea of a partner.

No doubt the disappointment left them both rather bitter. Bitterness we see so beautifully expressed in Danny’s speech to the judge, and Danny’s acknowledgment of his own plight being so small in the scheme of things. I love how Steve, stellar character witness, bumbles through his own defence of Danny and putting forth the nugget of what he loves the most about Danny.

“He’s the kind of father we all wish we had.”

The golden thread of fatherhood is very strong in this episode, considering the procedural plot and the place Wo Fat has in this episode. Steve sees in Danny the kind of love he never knew he was missing; unconditional.

Danny doesn’t know how to love any other way, which is why I’m always a little freaked out by his murder fantasies, utterances that come out only after he’s had to deal with something Rachel related, it’s something which belies Danny’s own very non-sexist tendencies (I don’t know if I’d go so far as to call Danny feminist, but for a cop on a procedural he’s pretty damn close) which were out in force in this episode.

Over and over again, throughout the episode, the murder of the sex worker was treated with great care and seriousness. Not once was she judged, not once was she blamed for her own death, not once was there any moral outrage about the fact that she was out there working in a trade that is so stigmatised the workers are endangered by the popular image of it.

The words ”What I do with my body is my choice were uttered. In all seriousness and without challenge.

You can bet your ass I flailed around the house shouting, “MY SHOW IS FEMINIST TRALALALALALALA”.

Add to the harsh judgement of the way sex workers are exploited as opposed to sex work being evil, this episode is pretty fucking sex positive.

There some implications about single fathers made there, and they make me want to write a “Danny visits a prostitute fic wherein they fuck and talk,” but I’ll hold onto that thought. Maybe someone else will do it and I’ll just sit back and enjoy myself.

Wo Fat is back. I’m so very glad and he failed miserably in his cunning plan. This means, I think, that we’ll be seeing a more direct confrontation later on in the season. I’m really hoping for more direct confrontations. I need them. I love them.

And of course, Danny’s compassion and understanding towards Steve’s frustration about letting Wo Fat get away (hey there polka dot socks, you looked great in that awesome helicopter scene! Steve needs to fly all the things forever, I’m just saying), and the hugs and smiles at the end. A giggly Danny is a very fine Danny.

Sam Dennings, you pull off that aloha shirt like a boss. Like a boss.

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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