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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Date: 2009-05-12 06:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 06:51 pm (UTC)Tut, tut... very naughty mister!
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Date: 2009-05-12 08:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 06:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 06:50 pm (UTC)*It was actually Teh Jooz!
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Date: 2009-05-12 08:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-13 05:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 08:33 pm (UTC)Btw, in answer to your question, the tristate region refers specifically to the areas that are typical commuting distance from New York City - so, New York, New Jersey and Connecticut.
I'm surprised you found a black and white in Philly, honestly. I've never seen them outside of New Jersey and New York. I have no idea of their origins, though I'm guessing it was some immigrant group in New York in the early 20th century, as that's when they apparently started appearing in bakeries.
The more you know ...
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Date: 2009-05-13 05:28 pm (UTC)Re: Philadelphia here
Date: 2009-05-13 05:31 pm (UTC)But seriously, I've never seen them in Philly yet ... glad to know their popularity has reached a wider audience. They're too awesome for us NJ/NY folk to hoard for ourselves.
Re: Philadelphia here
Date: 2009-05-13 05:46 pm (UTC)--
Re my original confusion: I totally had this great snarky comment to make about race and the lack of POCs in Philly and this and that. I typed it out and then reread your response and realized that you weren't, in fact... well, you know. Most amusing!
Re: Philadelphia here
Date: 2009-05-13 05:52 pm (UTC)Are black-and-whites Jewish? I really have no idea, but I wouldn't be surprised. I think all the yummy stuff in New York is traced back to them. For reference: bagels. OMG. You can't get a good bagel once you leave the tri-state region.
Excuse me while I wax poetic about food. Gastronomy makes me so happy.
Re: Philadelphia here
Date: 2009-05-13 06:13 pm (UTC)http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Montreal-style_bagel
And I associate black and whites with Jews, but maybe it's just my upbringing. It could just be a German thing, though I didn't see any in the bakeries when I lived in Berlin. And I was in the bakeries almost every day for brochen. Hrm!
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Date: 2009-05-12 06:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 06:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-12 07:49 pm (UTC)But sadly, I cannot shout out. I'm as pasty-pale-white as they come.
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Date: 2009-05-12 07:52 pm (UTC)Pasty-Pale-White fan right here as well!
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Date: 2009-05-13 01:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-13 11:32 am (UTC)And everything written and drawn on 'em.