The Virtue of the Sith

The Virtue of the Sith

Or

The Ethical Certainty and Purity of Moral Purpose with the Sith as Enemy Image.

(and other Religious Fundamentalists, Clerical Fascists and Tyrants)

" Always two there are,

No more, no less.

A Master and an Apprentice."

" But which was destroyed ? 

The Master or The Apprentice? "

What part of "There are always two of them" did you not f***king understand, Windu..?

I'm gonna have to go with "all of it", because it's quite clear that you don't understand a damn thing about the Nature of Evil and are totally closed-minded and unwilling to gain such understanding, evil to better know how to fight it.

Which is why it knows you better, it will beat you and you will never see it coming.

As you can't even see it.

  "So much of this is denial. That we have no Dark Side. 

You know: the hippies, and those lovely people in the rave era who were all on ecstasy – they tried to pretend we have no Dark Side. 

And what happened was they got fucked up by their own Dark Side. 

As will ALWAYS happen."

If you understand the Rule of Two at all (which you clearly don't), you will understand that by its very nature, The Sith Master would never reveal himself or expose himself to capture or physical harm, so that has  to have been The Apprentice, and it can only be The Apprentice - The Apprentice has to keep The Master alive until he has learnt all of his secrets of the Dark Side, otherwise they will die with him (exactly as Anakin does by attacking Mace), and likewise, he has  to submit completely to the Will of the Master and do his bidding in all things or risk being abandoned or replaced (both of which would be lethal).

Even if that subservience includes actions intended to reveal his own existence as a Sith Lord, as in the case of Darth Maul, thereby guaranteeing both his death and ensuring that he will never achieve his sole aim in life of replacing his Master, since he has now revealed himself to The World as a Sith Lord.

If he should fail - he can still achieve his aim, provided he kills everyone who ever saw or who came into contact with him; a task which Maul sets about with clear and obvious zeal and relish.

"A Sith Lord?!?"

No clue. Had absolutely no idea.

And they totally were  warned - Count Dooku told them that, apparently until he was blue in the face, got fed up, quit the Jedi Order and hooked up with Sifo Dyas/Sideous.

They took absolutely no notice.

Then he told Obi Wan, again, on Geonosis, and Obi Wan (who doesn't know at that point that he's evil, certainly not that he's a Sith apprentice himself), refuses to believe him.

"Impossible - We would have known about it."

Yeah, cuz you know everything about anything - except for the Dark Side, which you know absolutely NOTHING about, because you ignore and avoid it.

"We must move quickly if the Jedi Order is to survive..."

Yeah - because that's what's important...

Notice that he doesn't even pretend to give a shit about Democracy, law, elected government, constitutionality, moral ethics or Natural Law - 

"I have just learnt of the existence of an existential threat to my elite peer group and our privilege, so I must  exterminate it immediately, by any means necessary, regardless of the cost, and no matter who may get hurt or killed in the crossfire."

The Jedi Order and their entire Thousand-Year tenure of total political and spiritual hegemony represent a complete failure to address the Problem and Nature of Evil.

Evil is clean - Evil is honest and pure and necessary, because it is in the nature of evil to use up, destroy and consume everything in it's path, including it's own kind, and eventually itself.

And in so-doing will hunt itself into extinction.

Left to its own devices, Evil will ALWAYS consume itself, because it must - if has to.

Which is exactly what happened to the ORIGINAL Sith a thousand years before the fall of the Old Republic - they were not defeated or hunted into extinction by the Jedi (although Jedi history may well claim that to be so) - far from it.

They exterminated themselves - largely through jealousy, War-Lording and far too much pointless duelling.

SARAH: 

What are you waiting for? 

DOCTOR: 

Just touch these two strands together and the Daleks are finished. 

Have I that right? 

SARAH: 

To destroy the Daleks? You can't doubt it. 

DOCTOR: 

Well, I do. You see, some things could be better with the Daleks. Many future worlds will become allies just because of their fear of the Daleks. 

SARAH: 

But it isn't like that...

DOCTOR: 

But the final responsibility is mine, and mine alone. 
Listen, if someone who knew the future pointed out a child to you and told you that that child would grow up totally evil, to be a ruthless dictator who would destroy millions of lives, could you then kill that child? 

SARAH: 

We're talking about the Daleks, the most evil creatures ever invented. 
You must destroy them. 
You must complete your mission for the Time Lords. 

DOCTOR: 

Do I have the right? 
Simply touch one wire against the other and that's it. 
The Daleks cease to exist. 
Hundreds of millions of people, thousands of generations can live without fear, in peace, and never even know the word Dalek. 

SARAH: 

Then why wait? 
If it was a disease or some sort of bacteria you were destroying, you wouldn't hesitate. 

DOCTOR: 

But I kill, wipe out a whole intelligent lifeform, then I become like them. I'd be no better than the Daleks. 

SARAH: 

Think of all the suffering there'll be if you don't do it. 

"I have been arrogant. And I apologise."

Jedi Councilor Anakin Skywalker

(NOT a Jedi Master...)

SUTEKH: 
Evil? Your Evil is my Good. 

I am Sutekh the Destroyer. 

Where I tread I leave nothing but dust and darkness. 

I find that good. 

DOCTOR: 

Then I curse you, Sutekh, in the name of all nature. 
You are a twisted abhorrence. Argh! 

SUTEKH: 

Any further insolence, Doctor, and I shall shred your nervous system into a million fibres. 

Is that understood?

"[Leo] Strauss believed it was for politicians to assert powerful and inspiring myths that everyone could believe in.

They might not be true, 
but they were necessary illusions. 

One of these was Religion;
the other was the Myth of the Nation."

"At the end of 1992, Bill Clinton won a dramatic victory.

But the NeoConservatives were determined to regain power.

And to do this, they were going to do to Bill Clinton what they had done to the Soviet Union.

They would transform The President of the United States into a fantasy Enemy - 

an image of evil that would make people realise the truth of the Liberal corruption of America..."

"Mentioning the name of Clinton provokes disgust and revulsion; the President has a heart that knows no words. 

A heart that kills hundreds of children, definitely knows no words. 

Our people in Arabia will send us messages with our words, because he does not understand words. 

If there is a message that I may send through you, I address the mothers of the American troops - to these mothers I say, 'If they are concerned for their sons, then let them object to the US Government's policy'"

Usama Bin Laden, 

CNN Interview, 

Khost, Afghanistan, 1997  

"So what are we gonna do?

If you want to change things, the first thing you have to change is yourself.

Because if you don’t change yourself, you will take on the world as if it is yourself – and fuck up. 

You will really fuck up, because you don’t understand your own dark side. 

If you don’t understand your own weird, shitty side.. if you don’t understand the fact that there’s someone in there who will kill your mother, if need be – if you can’t take that on; if you can’t take that on board and realise that Charles Manson and me and you are not much different; that John Wayne Gacy and me and you are not much different – except that he did it. 

Y’know, there’s those days when I’m gonna kill that motherfucker over there – but we don’t do it.

But it’s in us, and it’s there. 

And so much of this is denial. That we have no dark side. 

You know: the hippies, and those lovely people in the rave era who were all on ecstasy – they tried to pretend we have no dark side. 

And what happened was they got fucked up by their own dark side. 

As will ALWAYS happen.

So let’s kiss our Dark Sides; let’s f**k our Dark Sides. 

GET BEHIND ME, SATAN !!

Get him down there where he belongs. 

And he can tell us stuff. Y’know, that thing’s useful.

But above all: let’s become plex-creatures. 

Complex, superplex – be able to take on new personality traits; able to take on new ideas; able to adapt; able to extend our boundaries into what was previously the ‘enemy territory’ – until the point where we become what was once our enemy, and they are us, and there is no distinction."

Rogue One : No Capitulation, No Compromise, No Collaboration with the Imperial Zionist Entity

"Just remember - everything I do now, I do for you.
Remember that."

What is Sacrifice...?

Randal: All right, look-you're a roofer, and some juicy government contract comes your way; you got the wife and kids and the two-story in suburbia-this is a government contract, which means all sorts of benefits. All of a sudden these left-wing militants blast you with lasers and wipe out everyone within a three-mile radius. You didn't ask for that. You have no personal politics. You're just trying to scrape out a living.

(The Blue-Collar Man (Thomas Burke) joins them.)

Blue-Collar Man: Excuse me. I don't mean to interrupt, but what were you talking about?

Randal: The ending of Return of the Jedi.

Dante: My friend is trying to convince me that any contractors working on the uncompleted Death Star were innocent victims when the space station was destroyed by the rebels.

Blue-Collar Man: Well, I'm a contractor myself. I'm a roofer... (digs into pocket and produces business card) Dunn and Reddy Home Improvements. 

And speaking as a roofer, I can say that a roofer's personal politics come heavily into play when choosing jobs.

Randal: Like when?

Blue-Collar Man: Three months ago I was offered a job up in the hills. A beautiful house with tons of property. It was a simple reshingling job, but I was told that if it was finished within a day, my price would be doubled. Then I realized whose house it was.

Dante: Whose house was it?

Blue-Collar Man: Dominick Bambino's.

Randal: "Babyface" Bambino? The gangster?

Blue-Collar Man: The same. The money was right, but the risk was too big. I knew who he was, and based on that, I passed the job on to a friend of mine.

Dante: Based on personal politics.

Blue-Collar Man: Right. And that week, the Foresci family put a hit on Babyface's house. My friend was shot and killed. He wasn't even finished shingling.

Randal: No way!

Blue-Collar Man: (paying for coffee) I'm alive because I knew there were risks involved taking on that particular client. My friend wasn't so lucky. (pauses to reflect) 

You know, any contractor willing to work on that Death Star knew the risks. 

If they were killed, it was their own fault. 

A roofer listens to this... (taps his heart) not his wallet.

LAFORGE: 

If this works the way I think it will, once the invasive programme starts spreading, it'll only be a matter of months before the Borg suffer total systems failure.

PICARD: 

Comments.

CRUSHER: 

A question. 

What exactly is total systems failure?

DATA: 

The Borg are extremely computer dependent. 

A systems failure will destroy them.

CRUSHER: 

I just think we should be plain about that. 

We're talking about annihilating an entire race.

PICARD: 

Which under most circumstances would be unconscionable. 

But as I see it, the Borg leave us with little choice.

RIKER: 

I agree. We're at war.

CRUSHER: 

There's been no formal declaration of war.

TROI: 

Not from us, but certainly from them. 

They've attacked us in every encounter.

PICARD: 

They've declared war on our way of life. 

We are to be assimilated.

CRUSHER: 

But even in war there are rules. 

You don't kill civilians indiscriminately.

RIKER: 

There are no civilians among the Borg.

PICARD: 

Think of them as a single, collective being. 

There's no one Borg who is more an individual than your arm or your leg.

Rogue One : Weekend Revolutionaries (Will Get You Killed)

Samuel Taylor Coleridge :

"Well, Citizen John - this is a fine place to talk Treason!"

John Thelwell :

"Nay, Brother Samuel - here is such a place as to make you forget there were ever a need for Treason..."

Michael Collins - Minister for Mayhem

"His militancy has become something of an embarrassment to The Rebellion..."


 

"This is to Inform You That Any Further Collaboration with the Forces of Occupation Will be Punishable by Death.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Signed - The Irish Republican Army"

DATA: 

There are dozens of Bajoran camps on the three class-M planets.

 I suggest we may want to begin on Valo Three, where an adhoc leader named Jas Holza lives. 

The Federation has had several dealings with him. 

CRUSHER: 

I met Holza at a symposium a few years ago. 

PICARD: 

What can you tell us about him, Doctor? 

CRUSHER: 

I found him to be a very concerned leader and a good spokesman for his people. 

And a terrific dancer. 

No, really, I'm serious. At a reception afterwards. 

TROI: 

At least this man has genuine experience in diplomacy. 

PICARD: 

And that's a big advantage on this mission. 

Very well. Mister Data, will you contact Holza, arrange a meeting? 

DATA: 

Sir. 

RIKER: 

Ensign Ro, you're familiar with this star system. You'll take the conn. Is there a problem, Ensign? 

RO: 

You're wasting your time. 

Holza is nobody. 

He's the token Bajoran that respectable people invite to symposiums and diplomatic soirees. 

But he has no real influence among my people. 

DATA: 

Ensign, whom do you suggest we speak to? 

RO: 

Don't you understand? 

These are desperate people ready to martyr themselves. 

They don't want to talk. 

WORF: 

This ship is prepared to defend itself if necessary. 

RO: 

Oh, it will be. Don't fool yourself. 

This mission will end in bloodshed. 

PICARD: 

Well, let's hope that you're mistaken, Ensign. 

But can you point us at the right individual, as Mister Data suggested? 

RO: 

I would go to the camp on the southern continent of Valo Two. 

Find a man named Keeve Falor. 

He has no diplomatic experience. 

And he won't ask you to dance.

Get Collins, uncovers a murky struggle of deception, betrayal and assassination that played a crucial role in winning Irish independence.

The popular image of the Tan War is of Flying Columns battling it out with British troops in the hills of Cork and Tipperary. In truth, however, the decisive battles of that time were fought in the streets of Dublin. It was a personal affair, as each side raced to identify their opponents – and kill them.

Now, recently uncovered testimonies from those at the centre of the intelligence war shine light on a world in which no-one could be trusted and nothing was what it seemed.
Extensively dramatised, Get Collins reveals this network of ‘backchannels’ – how, at the height of the war, secret contacts were made between British officials and senior Republicans including Michael Collins. The documentary also features newly discovered IRA surveillance photographs which were taken during this dramatic period.

The documentary tells the story of how Michael Collins – an obscure Volunteer officer in 1916 – established himself at the top of the Republican Movement just a few years later. As Minister of Finance, he controlled the purse strings. And as Director of Intelligence, Collins found the perfect weapon with which to take on the British Empire: information.

Operating from an anonymous office in Crow Street, in the shadow of Dublin Castle, Collins’ men established a network of spies and informers at the heart of the British administration. He assembled a handpicked group of Volunteers from the Dublin Brigade to act on the information gathered at Crow Street.

The Squad would operate in pairs, one man shooting the target in the body to bring him down, the other finishing him off on the ground with a shot to the dead. 
Killing the ‘political detectives’ of the Dublin Metropolitan Police was a brutal but effective tactic. The British were now fighting blind.

In response, the British Government sent two very different groups of men to Ireland, pursuing two distinct policies. The hardliners were represented by the new Chief of Intelligence, Colonel Ormonde Winter – codename ‘O’ – who mused that, “the Irishman, without any offence being intended, somewhat resembles a dog. He understands firm treatment”.

In contrast, the Castle’s Assistant Under-Secretary, Alfred ‘Andy’ Cope, had a very different mission – to make contact with the IRA and work out a political deal.

Cope established himself as a go-between, passing information between the IRA and No. 10. Some of these documents were captured in Army raids, placing Cope’s life in danger from hardliners on his own side. Captain Jeune, a British intelligence officer, noted ruefully that “it was decided that no drastic action could be taken against him, as it turned out that he was a protégé of Lloyd-George.”

Get Collins uncovers this network of ‘backchannels’ that led directly to Michael Collins, and shows how the Intelligence War was a vital, though brutal, element of the fight for independence.

NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENTS INTENDED Shown on RTE 2007

Samuel Taylor Coleridge :

"Well, Citizen John - this is a fine place to talk Treason!"

John Thelwell :

"Nay, Brother Samuel - here is such a place as to make you forget there were ever a need for Treason..."

The Rutles

From these streets, very close to the Cavern Rutland, came the fabulous Rutland sound, created by the Pre-Fab Four - Dirk, Nasty, Stig and Barry, who created a musical legend that will last a lunchtime. 

They were discovered by their manager, Leggy Mountbatten, in a lunchtime disco very close to these streets. 

Their first album was made in 20 minutes. 

Their second album took even longer.

Yeah, I Live in a Volcano Now

Neville

Regni Nevillorum - The Reign of the Nevilles

"Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?

Was ever woman in this humour won?

I'll have her; but I will not keep her long!"

Richard III,

Act 1, Scene II

"Among the odder turns of events in this reign, Edward [IV] was himself for a short time a prisoner in Middleham Castle, Yorkshire, in the hands of Warwick [Richard Neville]'s brother, the Archbishop of York. Thus "England was in the extraordinary condition of having two kings, both captive in different place, under the charge of one Earl!"

The Nevilles - Richard Neville, Earl of Salisbury - and by marriage afterwards Earl of Warwick, - had all along been the chief supporter of Edward [IV]. He was the greatest and richest nobleman in the realm, and he was in some respects more powerful than the King upon the throne.

He was Lieutenant of Ireland, Captain-General of Calais, Captain of Dover (the lock and key of England), Warden of the Western and also the Scottish Marches, Lord Chamberlain, and Lord High Steward.

His brothers and relations filled high offices. Thirty thousand retainers lived at his different castles; "when he came to London, he held such a house that six oxen were eaten at a breakfast;" and when he came to Parliament, he came accompanied by six hundred armed men in his own livery. "He could raise armies at his call from his own earldoms".

"Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?  

  Was ever woman in this humour won?  

  I'll have her; but I will not keep her long.  

  What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father,  

  To take her in her heart's extremest hate,

  With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes,  

  The bleeding witness of her hatred by;  

  Having God, her conscience, and these bars  

  against me,  

  And I nothing to back my suit at all,

  But the plain devil and dissembling looks,  

  And yet to win her, all the world to nothing!  

  Ha!  

  Hath she forgot already that brave prince,  

  Edward, her lord, whom I, some three months since,

  Stabb'd in my angry mood at Tewksbury?  

  A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,  

  Framed in the prodigality of nature,  

  Young, valiant, wise, and, no doubt, right royal,  

  The spacious world cannot again afford  

  And will she yet debase her eyes on me,  

  That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince,  

  And made her widow to a woful bed?  

  On me, whose all not equals Edward's moiety?  

  On me, that halt and am unshapen thus?

  My dukedom to a beggarly denier,  

  I do mistake my person all this while:  

  Upon my life, she finds, although I cannot,  

  Myself to be a marvellous proper man.  

  I'll be at charges for a looking-glass,  

  And entertain some score or two of tailors,

  To study fashions to adorn my body:  

  Since I am crept in favour with myself,  

  Will maintain it with some little cost.  

  But first I'll turn yon fellow in his grave;

  And then return lamenting to my love.  

  Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass,  

  That I may see my shadow as I pass."

Q : " Just in general, J.K. Rowling, what's the - what do you think of as the moral of these stories? 

I hear a lot of your own sort of reliving school life - ah - in the form of Harry who is really gifted beyond his awareness, he could be much more powerful [JKR: Mmm] than he actually is. There's something deeply - er - deeply exemplary, moral, good about this young man. 

What are the stories trying to tell us about goodness? "

JKR: "Erm - again - I - I - this sounds like a huge cop-out, but it's - it's hard for me to give you the full picture without ruining future plots, and - because there are kids out there that are so attuned to these books that if I say 'well, you might just find out x, y or z' they'll think 'ah -right, so-and-so's going to die, so-and-so is obviously going to learn to do this' you know that - that they'll just know, so I have to be careful what I say. Erm ... Harry is someone is forced for such a young person to make his own choices. He has very limited access to truly caring adults - and he is guided by his conscience. Now, Harry makes mistakes, repeatedly, erm Harry ha- ... did things like ... he did - he did steal the flying car, that was a very stupid thing to do, he - but it seemed like a great idea at the time, we've all been there - er - but ultimately Harry is guided by his conscience. He is flanked by two friends, they work far better as a team than apart, though Harry tends to be the one who has to shoulder the most of the burden - he is the true hero in that sense, Hermione, who is really the brain of the outfit, and Ron, who is also a very brave character, I mean, I deeply admire bravery in all forms, and that's why ... in book one, if - if people have read book one they'll remember that Neville Longbottom, who is a - who is a comic, but I - he's not a tr- wholly comic figure to me, Neville is actually quite a tragic figure to me as well because there's a lot of Neville in me - this feeling of just never being quite good enough - I mean I - we've all felt that at some point, and I felt that a lot when I was younger, and I wanted to show Neville doing something brave - it's not as spectacularly brave as Harry and Hermione do, but he - he finds true moral courage in standing up to his closest friends - the people who are on his side, but he still thinks they are doing wrong and he tells them so - so that's a very important moment for me too in the first book."

" Neville participates in the battle in the Department of Mysteries, in which he accidentally breaks The Prophecy 'about Harry and Voldemort'.

Dumbledore, to whom it was originally made, explains that it concerned “the Chosen One”, a wizard who would have the power to vanquish Voldemort and who would be born “as the seventh month dies” to “parents who have defied the Dark Lord thrice”; thus could refer to either Neville, who was born on 30 July 1980, or Harry, who was born a day later. "

This means that Neville could easily have had Harry’s fate, had Voldemort chosen to target him instead of Harry. "

Rogue One : "You Know of the Rebellion Against The Germans...?"

 

 Hotel Terminus - The Life and Times of Klaus Barbie

Michael Parenti - The Assassination of Julius Caesar

"The question that informs this book is, Why did a coterie of Roman senators assassinate their fellow aristocrat and celebrated ruler, Julius Caesar? An inquiry Into this incident reveals something important about the nature of political rule, class power, and a people’s struggle for democracy and social justice—issues that are still very much with us. The assassination also marked a turning point in the history of Rome. 

It set in motion a civil war, and put an end to whatever democracy there had been, ushering in an absolutist rule that would prevail over Western Europe for centuries to come. 

The prevailing opinion among historians, ancient and modern alike, is that the senatorial assassins were intent upon restoring republican liberties by doing away with a despotic usurper. 

This is the justification proffered by the assassins themselves. 

In this book I present an alternative explanation: The Senate aristocrats killed Caesar because they perceived him to be a popular leader who threatened their privileged interests. 

By this view, the deed was more an act of treason than tyrannicide, one incident in a line of political murders dating back across the better part of a century, a dramatic manifestation of a long-standing struggle between opulent conservatives and popularly supported reformers."

The Evil of the Jedi

The Evil of the Jedi

Or

The Prideful Arrogance of the Late Jedi Order 

(and other Religious Fundamentalists, Clerical Fascists and Tyrants)

"Sensibly, Grace chose to hope for the best rather than fear the worst, and planned to spend the day calmly washing her clothes and herself, which for some reason or another she was sure none of the characters from Tom's fictitious township would dream of doing...."

"I have been arrogant. And I apologise."

Jedi Councilor Anakin Skywalker

(NOT a Jedi Master...)

"So what are we gonna do?

If you want to change things, the first thing you have to change is yourself.

Because if you don’t change yourself, you will take on the world as if it is yourself – and fuck up. 

You will really fuck up, because you don’t understand your own dark side. 

If you don’t understand your own weird, shitty side.. if you don’t understand the fact that there’s someone in there who will kill your mother, if need be – if you can’t take that on; if you can’t take that on board and realise that Charles Manson and me and you are not much different; that John Wayne Gacy and me and you are not much different – except that he did it. 

Y’know, there’s those days when I’m gonna kill that motherfucker over there – but we don’t do it.

But it’s in us, and it’s there. 

And so much of this is denial. That we have no dark side. 

You know: the hippies, and those lovely people in the rave era who were all on ecstasy – they tried to pretend we have no dark side. 

And what happened was they got fucked up by their own dark side. 

As will ALWAYS happen.

So let’s kiss our Dark Sides; let’s f**k our Dark Sides. 

GET BEHIND ME, SATAN !!


Get him down there where he belongs. 

And he can tell us stuff. Y’know, that thing’s useful.

But above all: let’s become plex-creatures. 

Complex, superplex – be able to take on new personality traits; able to take on new ideas; able to adapt; able to extend our boundaries into what was previously the ‘enemy territory’ – until the point where we become what was once our enemy, and they are us, and there is no distinction."

Wrath

“God has a way of standing before the nations with judgment, and it seems that I can hear God saying to America, 

‘ You’re too arrogant! 

And if you don’t change your ways, I will rise up and break the backbone of your power, and I’ll place it in the hands of a nation that doesn’t even know my name. 

Be still, and know that 


I am God!' ” 

—Martin Luther King, Jr.