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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Re: I beg to differ
Date: 2009-06-13 08:41 pm (UTC)I mean, during the Vietnam war, you'd never have imagined that basic good decent farmboys would wind up committing the most horrific war crimes. But because they were ordered to, they did it.
Re: I beg to differ
Date: 2009-06-13 09:47 pm (UTC)Because that's either saying that the thrall of military authority is so great it can last till elections, or that somehow convincing people not to vote is illegitimate...
Re: I beg to differ
Date: 2009-06-14 08:45 am (UTC)For example, I was talking to a retired Colonel friend of mine a while ago about basic training, and he was saying how its all about breaking the recruits down to nothing, and then rebuilding their brains so that they will unquestioningly follow the orders of their superior officers. Because that's the only way to get the job done, keep them alive, and kill the enemy.
And he was always of the opinion that a properly trained soldier would eventually obey any order that came from a superior officer, be it to burn down a house, shoot a man in the back, or take over parliament. (And that this was why the moral training of the officer class was so important.)
And I've always found that fascinating, the way that soldiers are trained to believe everything their superiors tell them as if it was the word of God coming down to them. And the parallels between the way that works and religion.