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Contains spoilers to "Blink" of season 3 and "The Time of Angels" of season 5 Doctor Who:

It's no secret that I take Doctor Who seriously. Earlier this week I saw the episode "The Time of Angels", the one with River Song as Indiana Jones James Bond (how awesome is that!) and later that night I had a nightmare.

Beyond the fact that the third season ep "Blink" scared the crap out of me - this episode was even scarier.

It spoke of invasion.

Invasion and taking over and conquest.

In my nightmare I am sitting in my Uni campus when very rapidly the Sun begins to set and the Moon is no where to be seen. The stars are hidden by clouds that seemed to converge out of nowhere.

The electricity ceases to work and all the lights go out, not grid by grid, but all together and without warning I feel cold hands all over me and I'm being devoured.

I woke up feeling extremely thirsty. Oh, and dead.

My nightmare was probably exacerbated by the paranoia fuelled by Stephen Hawking who had said, that same Sunday, If aliens visit us, the outcome would be much as when Columbus landed in America.

Yeah.

Now the episode itself "The Time of Angels" is also a tale of invasion and colonisation. The original inhabitants of the planet on which this story is taking place are extinct and the humans of the 51st century (I love that century) have spread far and wide and there are 6 billion (like rabbits we are, the Doctor says) colonists on this world.

In "Blink" we see a pack of Angels which the Doctor calls "the lonely assassins", among other things.

In the 51st Century, the Church (I'm assuming Catholic, but Anglicans have Bishops as well) has become militant and seems to be the colony's militia.

Am I the only one who thinks perhaps the Church plants the Angels on populated planets, waits for them to be extinct via Genocide(!!!!), terra-forms the place and then locks the Angels up in those catacombs, in the dark and then "forgets" about them.

Tell me I'm not alone!
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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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