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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same person as above, different lj. i was in the middle of updating that one when i got this....
Date: 2007-02-11 07:40 am (UTC)To be fair, I read HP Lovecraft; he was horribly xenophobic, and some of his writing is fairly bluntly racist. Sometimes you can enjoy the creation without enjoying the creator, even when the creator's problems get into the creation. It's a matter of what you can stand to ignore, I suppose, or where it crops up in the work. I personally avoid reading Lovecraft's stories which have racist content. However, I can't read Sim for more than a few pages without seeing his anti-female mindset all over the story.
Re: same person as above, different lj. i was in the middle of updating that one when i got this....
Date: 2007-02-11 05:49 pm (UTC)Is it?
HP Lovecraft is a product of his time, so are Heinlein, Asimov and Dick. The only one of the Old School SF writers (I consider old school before the mid 70's) who is male and fell gave women equal (and on occasion) more powerful standing was Frank Herbert. His Dune Novels are chock full of hugely powerful women (though a lot of their power is sexual in nature, they are depicted as "stronger" than the men).