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What Is Right, Surely Is Right

Archivist note: This post is from an older recovered archive.

==Initial Post==

((Posted by Mr Loosestrife on July 23, 2010))

A gargantuan woman with a crooked face leaned on her walking stick, and glared up at the building before her. Perhaps she did not physically shake with anger and loathing, but certainly within her soul she seethed.

Soft footsteps behind her caused her to turn, but nobody was behind her. Turning back toward the building, she pulled back in shock. A man dressed entirely in black now stood before her. His face was hidden somewhat under the brim of his tall stove-pipe hat, but limp greasy black hair hung like dirty icicles from beneath.

"You half stopped my heart, sir." she said, with a huff.

"It seems to be a feature of my personality beyond my control," he said in an oily flat tone, smiling slightly.

"Hmmph," she said, in response.

"What is this building you look upon with such clear disdain?" he asked.

"It is named the New Champagne Rooms, it is a house of debauchery and pure villainy. Evils of the flesh flourish within, unabated by law or morals."

The man turned to look on the building. "How horrid." he said simply.

"That it is, sir, that it is in spades."

"I wonder what is more important, law or morals?"

The woman looked at him. "I do not follow your meaning, sir."

He cleaned something from the edge of his shoe, then looked up at her. He wore dark glasses, but their was something about his eyes… "My meaning is exactly this, and I mean what I say. If this building corrupts the citizens of this city, then surely it is one piece of the ultimate destruction which awaits us all, is it not? A lazy word of evil here, a knife in the lung there, one child starves to death in a gutter while another is smothered with a pillow by its mother. Where does this end?"

The woman thought for a moment. "Er, I…"

"It is of course a slippery slope." he continued. "And one who would do right in a city full of evil and vice would be looked upon as a criminal, would they not?"

She smiled, grimly. "That they would sir, as certain as my name is Foehammer."

"A name one must surely live up to. But, think of this… if there are worlds other than this, as is certain in our hearts, then perhaps there is a justice beyond this world. A justice which trumps whatever might be the mindset of such a wicked town. DO you think that might be true?"

"You are certainly correct, sir. And what is right, surely is right."

He nodded. "What is right, surely is right."

"That building must be destroyed." she said, nodding once, with firmness.

The man in black bowed deeply. "A city of evil which contains one good person still has hope, my dear lady."

She nodded, slightly confused. The man strolled away into the fog, and Elvira Foehammer looked up at the New Champagne Rooms.


*Comment by Zaida Marie Thibideaux Gearbox on July 23, 2010 at 2:14pm
I think I take offense at her being described as "gargantuan." The picture in the other thread showed an older woman who looked like she has been sucking lemons, but she did not appear significantly larger than any of the other women in the picture. It implies that you think that a bad woman must automatically be "gargantuan" obese, or ugly, hatchet faced, or any one of a number of derragatory comments that automatically assumes that if one is bad one is ugly. And, I truly hope we have all lived long enough to know that is not neccessarily the case.

*Comment by Glaubrius Valeska on July 23, 2010 at 2:15pm
Perhaps she just happens to be gargantuan, and "bad" is not a functionality of that; and I might ask why a dour, perhaps misguided, scold is bad because of their prudishness? As well I have met some thin individuals that have the whiff of unseemliness about them.

*Comment by Mr Underby on July 23, 2010 at 2:21pm
Miss Foehammer came to the Bucket last night, she is indeed a large woman. She was easily as tall as I, and I am close to 6′ 5", and was almost the same width. I was afraid she might snap me, but fortunately Boris seemed to keep her in check.

That other photograph does not truly represent her.

*Comment by Mr Loosestrife on July 23, 2010 at 4:06pm
Bad? On the contrary… I found her quite charming and decent.

*Comment by Gabriell Anatra on July 23, 2010 at 4:30pm
Hmm, so this is an expression of morality after all?

Is the lack of action on this an indication that action of this nature is acceptable? If so then we should all be prepared to engage in as well as defend against such activities on a moments notice.

If destruction of that which one does not approve of constitutes acceptable behavior . . then perhaps we should all be heavily armed. There are elements in the city that I do not approve of any more than they approve of me, for instance. They may try to act on their supposed ideals. On my part, I think the city would be better off without most of them.

Interesting situation. Volatile, as well.

*Comment by Mr Loosestrife on July 23, 2010 at 4:32pm
We should talk about this, you and I.

*Comment by Glaubrius Valeska on July 24, 2010 at 4:51pm
I have found that disapproval in these matters springs from the misery of the complainant, either an inability to understand or a remorse on their part that they cannot, or will not, or were taught not, to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh. This is the curse of organized religion and the inflicting of guilt by unenlightened persons.

*Comment by Sheryl Skytower on July 24, 2010 at 6:34pm
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