diana selwyn, fair & balanced (artamos) wrote in cultureic, @ 2016-08-24 23:14:00 |
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Tonight's episode of The Selwyn Dispatch -- primarily devoted to the ongoing manhunt for Alastor Gumboil and, now, the (wo)manhunt beginning for Emmeline Vance -- was interrupted entirely about twenty minutes into the programme by the following video:
FLORENCE: “And they are the ones attacking us, need I remind you. They’re invading our schools, our shops, our communities, and just — demanding we just accept them as they are! Almost like they’re people! [Florence wiggles a little, testing her bonds.] It’s ludicrous and frankly, I’m tired of being attacked for just doing what’s right!”It then fades into a clip from this episode:
DERWENT: “But you must resist, even if it’s just in the quiet of your own head, in the privacy of your own home, your thoughts, your conversations with friends. If we all shove our heads under the pillows and in the sand, then we actively let this happen, let our world sink into a culture of fear and complicity. We forget our losses. Montrose and Ballycastle, where my daughter died at the age of nineteen. My daughter, who did nothing.It then fades into a blazing insignia of the Order of the Phoenix. Then:
[Beat.]
We forget the Moon Months, the ruthless werewolf campaign against Muggleborns and Muggles. The murder of the Boneses, of Enid Macmillan, of parents and loved ones, of countless Muggleborns killed or kidnapped. Children killed before Hogwarts, for the mere sin of receiving a letter and being born with magic, just as you are, as we all are. Multiple attacks and murders at Christmas, including my friend, Florence Abercrombie, likely just for the crime of making people laugh. But it’s not funny anymore, Britain, and I find myself utterly incapable of joking any longer. And we don’t talk about it. We don’t talk about it unless behind anonymous Hooters or anonymous radio programmes—and Merlin bless those Hooters and programmes and the Order of the Phoenix, by the by, because we are just too damned afraid. Too afraid to say his name, even, and that’s giving him far too much credit. Voldemort. There you go. I’ve said it. We need to puncture this spell they’ve wrought around their figurehead. Words are power, and calling him He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is giving him more power than he deserves. Voldemort.”