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"
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eumelia
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 03:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 05:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 05:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 05:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 05:39 pm (UTC)Sigh.
no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 06:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 06:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 11:26 pm (UTC)"What is wrong with women?
I mean wrong. Physically. Spiritually. Something unnatural, something destructive, something that needs to be corrected."
I don't know. Maybe there's something wrong with the people that torture, stone, and rape as opposed to the people they do it to but what do I know?
I think his idea of womb-envy is petty at best and corners men in the same way Freud conceptually shanked women with penis-envy.
no subject
Date: 2007-05-22 10:27 am (UTC)Just MHO.
I'm with you on the womb-envy thing, don't agree with Freud or a Freudian backlash.
I think the problem with Joss' feminism is that he always seems a little smug about it, as though it's a novelty or something like that. I'm fan and I'm glad that I admire someone whose ideals are admirable, but sometimes his privilege does get in the way... then again so does mine, so *shrug*
no subject
Date: 2007-05-22 11:05 am (UTC)also see this (http://www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,21603740-663,00.html)
barbarians, did i say it?
no subject
Date: 2007-05-22 11:29 am (UTC)