One Year

Aug. 1st, 2010 11:25 pm
eumelia: (bisexual fury)
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Guess what I'm writing about.

One year ago. Exactly. At this hour. I was watching television, with my mother, I have no idea what we were watching and as we flicked through the channels, we saw a News alert that there was an attack in Tel-Aviv.

Like the majority of us in my locale, the first thought that came into my head was that there had been a terrorist attack. They are rare now, but still, a News alert like that with fuzzy footage, police cordoning the area and ambulances everywhere, the first thought is Terror.

And in a way it was, just not the kind of Terror we were used to.

When the field anchors stated the address of the attack I thought I had heard wrong. I had only been to that headquarters of Israeli LGBT association a few times, it houses numerous clubs and support groups and I personally never found what I was looking for or needed there, but I knew of many who did.

In a way, the attack didn't come as a surprise, much as it was a shock, but the violence of my culture, the machismo, the misogyny... everything.

It was only a matter of time right.

Not that it made one iota of difference on the larger scale. Straight people still treat this as a freak event. The shooter is still out there and he knows he has succeeded, because the fact is, it takes activist judges to get queers any protection under the law, trans people are still persecuted and have no protection under the law, three people were assaulted after the Jerusalem Pride march and I didn't go to the memorial held at the Tel-Aviv Gay Community Centre because every community event has felt like a memorial this year.

Apparently there were many people at the memorial last night. The minister of (re)education was there and was rightfully heckled and he promised, as he did a year ago, that gay material would be put into the curriculum.

This incident, by the way, is not recognised as a hate crime, nor is it recognised as an act of terror against a community already so disenfranchised.

We know, we can be your pretty face to the world and bring in business and tourists and get liberals to defend our actions violating other human rights, but to actually grant us equal rights, treat us as though we are worth something.
That... that's just too much.

I'll be here, Rewatching myself march in the Jerusalem Pride Parade.
I appear at around the 1:15 mark.

We were many.
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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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