Post by The Mouth on Dec 2, 2012 15:29:48 GMT -8
I am going to admit this one and all: A lot of my writing is going to focus on the Camarilla, and Seattle in particular.
Why? Do I not love my new Brothers and Sisters in Arms? Do I not believe I can offer succor and ease to my fellow escapees like the Free Pawns can? That I can be filled with fury over the mistreatment of mortals and Kindred like the Black Rage? Or that I wish for peace and gentle co-existence, to exist in synergy with my enviornment liek Gaia's Children?
I have met you all and been impressed. The lies told about the Anarch movement are more telling than the truths: For years all we knew was Richter in Seattle. When I jumped ship I found friendly people (albeit grudgingly from the Black Rage) - Not just a nest of fractious licks shouting worn Marxism dressed up in American concepts of class warfare.
Just going to toss this out as well: If you are an American, or were Embraced as an American in the last, oh, say, 150 years, you don't have a fucking clue about class wars. Class wars are more about the class fighting to maintain it's priveliges and heritage than to affect change and open up opportunity. Class is the idea that you are locked into a role for generations.
The Yanks might get there in a couple of decades, but not yet and not now.
That aside, the real reason I am writing this:
I am going to spend a LOT of time talking about Seattle.
Why? Do I not love Tacoma? Am I not filled with the youthful fervor of a new convert?
Well, I do love Tacoma. And I have that fervor. I am committed. It's hard for everyone to make the decision. But ask the Ventrue. Ask. Without spilling secrets that will get me gakked or on Madsen's decidedly ugly side, it is hard to walk away from the Ventrue. More accurately they don't let you walk away - Only reason I got away with it was that I was too new, too young, and had just created a scandal that embarassed the Clan.
Funny. That. I created a scandal that allowed to let me go. In fact took credit and the blame for the entire process.
That allowed me to escape.
Not saying I planned it that way, not that awesome my lovely readers. But I know an opportunity when I see it.
But I still worry about the Camarilla. There are more sympathies for our cause than you can imagine in that court. Hell, even more are actively neutral to us. Fewer and fewer are openly hostile to the Anarchs. Even so, if they turn on us they will destroy us. Oh, we will take more than a few down with us, but we would be driven from our home none the less.
This is not defeatism. Pierce, Grizz, Sebastian, and fucking Luthias all coming down here? The Cam cleared out a city of Sabbat in a night. So, no fucking joke, take it seriously.
Growing up I heard nothing but how the Empire was going great. Then after the War I heard nothing but how the American's were doing. We knew as much about the Yank's elections as the Yanks did. America was the dominant power in the world, so we paid attention.
Well, Seattle is a pretty big fucking gorilla sitting next to us on the couch. We better be paying attention to the fuck they are doing.
Why? Do I not love my new Brothers and Sisters in Arms? Do I not believe I can offer succor and ease to my fellow escapees like the Free Pawns can? That I can be filled with fury over the mistreatment of mortals and Kindred like the Black Rage? Or that I wish for peace and gentle co-existence, to exist in synergy with my enviornment liek Gaia's Children?
I have met you all and been impressed. The lies told about the Anarch movement are more telling than the truths: For years all we knew was Richter in Seattle. When I jumped ship I found friendly people (albeit grudgingly from the Black Rage) - Not just a nest of fractious licks shouting worn Marxism dressed up in American concepts of class warfare.
Just going to toss this out as well: If you are an American, or were Embraced as an American in the last, oh, say, 150 years, you don't have a fucking clue about class wars. Class wars are more about the class fighting to maintain it's priveliges and heritage than to affect change and open up opportunity. Class is the idea that you are locked into a role for generations.
The Yanks might get there in a couple of decades, but not yet and not now.
That aside, the real reason I am writing this:
I am going to spend a LOT of time talking about Seattle.
Why? Do I not love Tacoma? Am I not filled with the youthful fervor of a new convert?
Well, I do love Tacoma. And I have that fervor. I am committed. It's hard for everyone to make the decision. But ask the Ventrue. Ask. Without spilling secrets that will get me gakked or on Madsen's decidedly ugly side, it is hard to walk away from the Ventrue. More accurately they don't let you walk away - Only reason I got away with it was that I was too new, too young, and had just created a scandal that embarassed the Clan.
Funny. That. I created a scandal that allowed to let me go. In fact took credit and the blame for the entire process.
That allowed me to escape.
Not saying I planned it that way, not that awesome my lovely readers. But I know an opportunity when I see it.
But I still worry about the Camarilla. There are more sympathies for our cause than you can imagine in that court. Hell, even more are actively neutral to us. Fewer and fewer are openly hostile to the Anarchs. Even so, if they turn on us they will destroy us. Oh, we will take more than a few down with us, but we would be driven from our home none the less.
This is not defeatism. Pierce, Grizz, Sebastian, and fucking Luthias all coming down here? The Cam cleared out a city of Sabbat in a night. So, no fucking joke, take it seriously.
Growing up I heard nothing but how the Empire was going great. Then after the War I heard nothing but how the American's were doing. We knew as much about the Yank's elections as the Yanks did. America was the dominant power in the world, so we paid attention.
Well, Seattle is a pretty big fucking gorilla sitting next to us on the couch. We better be paying attention to the fuck they are doing.