Remember, Rememeber

This week has been rather messy, to say the least, but I'd rather not go into that.

Although I did do a post on the 5th, I did not remember the rhyme. . .

Remember, remember the Fifth of November,

The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,

Which was really the first trigger for Guy Fawkes Night, which lead to V for Vendetta and one of the quotes from the movie:

"There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power.

Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission.

How did this happen? Who's to blame?

Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.

I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent.

Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Bailey, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory.

His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives."

I think I'll need to track down the original comics now - for a movie is only a shadow and many times not even the true intent of the creator when published - -

Anyway, this monologue reminded me of this part of furyouhin's farewell:

"Words are free in the sense that we do not pay money to use them. We each may use as many or as few as we desire, no lifetime limits, deciding how much of our inner selves we wish to reveal to others in our frail efforts to communicate; slivers of the demons and angels residing inside shoved out into the light, seeking understanding, salvation, absolution, to salve our wounds, to assuage loneliness."

She had so much more to say, yet only her farewell remains. . .

I guess by now you're all looking for a point - a reason for this post. Does there really have to be?

If there need be one, think but this, remember the Bard, and the fleeting words of unearned luck granted to Puck:

"If we shadows have offended,

Think but this,—and all is mended,—

That you have but slumber'd here

While these visions did appear.

And this weak and idle theme,

No more yielding but a dream . . ."

The world will continue to spin, and prove the meaning o'er again of Damnata Innocentia. . .