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Me rn

I can’t tell you how many people I’ve told “This is like the beginning of the V for Vendetta world.” Cause it is.

Fun fact: The woman that wrote the note to V in the cell, that Eeve read, was born in 1985. I was too.

“I remember how the meaning of words began to change. How unfamiliar words like “collateral” and “rendition” became frightening. When things like norsefire and the articles of allegiance became powerful. I remember how different became dangerous.

I still don’t understand it: why they hate us so much.

They took Ruth while she was out buying food. I’ve never cried so hard in my life. It wasn’t long until they came for me.

It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place.

But for three years I had roses – and apologised to no-one.

I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch.

But one.

An inch.

It is small and it is fragile, and it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must never let them take it from us.

I hope that – whoever you are – you escape this place. I hope that the world turns, and that things get better.

But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may not meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you: I love you.

With all my heart.

I love you.

-Valerie.“

#I remember watching this in theaters as a closeted teen#and how it really fucked me up#and how it took almost a decade for me to escape to a better life#and how the last year and a half were the happiest I’ve ever known#on election night I lay in bed numbly next to the love of my life#and then it was like a dam broke and she held me as I cried hysterically#I was drowning in grief because the past was horrid and the future looked terrifying#with only a brief respite in between#I too could not understand why they hate us so much#but I can only hope and try and fight to make sure they never win

okay, first of all i’m terrible sorry for all of you who live there

and also this part is terrible important, for all of those who are in the wrong side of history

“There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak. 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 surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting submission.

How did this happen? Who’s to blame? Certainly there are those who are 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 400 years ago, a great citizen wished to imbed the 5th 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.”