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OOC: I am currently writing a book of my own in real life. A fantasy, with world-building and all that fun bullcrap that takes hours to do and many pages to sacrifice to the almighty delete button. I get bored of this sometimes, and so I'm going to work on this as a side project to add a little something to this universe. I don't have to cooperate with anyone, meaning there's no one to let down if I don't add another chapter for a month, and it helps me make sense of a few things that will help make my own fantasy world far more richer and realistic. It's practice, in a way, to understand how different political tendencies are conceived, what the logic is behind them, as that will be a major factor in mythinly-veiled endorsement of Marxism examination of a few different political philosophies that have popped up in real life. This particular "book" is a way for me to begin to understand the rationale of certain extreme-conservative mindsets, and that of regimes (Nazis, to name the main example) that demonize groups of people for their own gain, by seeing how they can grow in an organic setting, and making them realistic. Give them a cause people can be sympathetic for, actually understanding them, instead of merely dismissing them as stupid. Obviously this isn't a simulation of real life and I don't endorse angry politics, but it is set in a fantasy world and RPing as Space Alex Jones is pretty fun. So. Let's see how it happens, shall we? Maybe I'll even get this monster put in site lore.
Sexier formatting will come later when I have more time to screw around with.
OOC: I am currently writing a book of my own in real life. A fantasy, with world-building and all that fun bullcrap that takes hours to do and many pages to sacrifice to the almighty delete button. I get bored of this sometimes, and so I'm going to work on this as a side project to add a little something to this universe. I don't have to cooperate with anyone, meaning there's no one to let down if I don't add another chapter for a month, and it helps me make sense of a few things that will help make my own fantasy world far more richer and realistic. It's practice, in a way, to understand how different political tendencies are conceived, what the logic is behind them, as that will be a major factor in my
Sexier formatting will come later when I have more time to screw around with.
Why the Force Must Die: An Appeal to Self-Liberation
By Slars Nnthryk
Introduction
This might come as a shock to many, but the world has been at war for years. And I personally believe that there comes a time in every sentient’s life when they look at what is happening and spend time questioning it. Sometimes they halt themselves, not wanting to dig themselves too deep into the mire that is galactic politics, or perhaps because they have better things to worry about, such as simple survival in these difficult times. Others draw incorrect conclusions and spend their lives fighting for causes that will only drive them further into the earth beneath their feet. Still others, the more unsavory among us, consider it a chance to profit and advance their agenda.
These others are whom I must discuss in this treatise. Not the cartels scattered across the galaxy; I believe we are all aware of their failings. I speak of a threat far more ancient than petty drug criminality, mob hits, and money laundering.
I speak of the Force.
Alarm klaxons are sounding off in the minds of many who read these words, I imagine. “The Force is an extraordinary tool for peace when used properly, not many people can use it, and half the Force users in the universe have been fighting to protect us. What malignant effect could it possibly have on us ordinary folk?”
I am writing this book to battle these grievous misconceptions about the nature of the Force. I am aware that I will likely fail with most who come upon this manuscript, but I can only pray that logic and common sense will reach the rest.
Most of you are halfway to where I stand already; condemnation of the ways of the Sith, of the so-called “Dark Side” of the Force is nearly universal, especially among the people slaving away for their insatiable pursuit of power, losing their own freedom to empower that of the tiny upper caste that rules their Empire. It is an ancient system of statist autocracy, with the underpriveleged proletariat kept in line with theological dominion and brute force seen in many proto-histories of sentient species throughout the galaxy. Almost all were eventually overthrown in favor of more modern, democratic, capitalist systems in one way or another, yet this regime imbued with godlike strength still remains.
On the other side, the “Light Side” of the Force, exists much of the same kind of story. The Jedi theocracy, whilst allowing their people far more freedoms, still holds a rigid hand over individual morality. Their motto of inaction and “inner peace” has allowed threats like the Sith to rise, criminal organizations to plague the world unchecked, and the unjust bureaucracy of the defunct Old Republic to reign supreme. Except, of course, when their authority is challenged so much that they had to destroy their conceptions of dogma and mobilize into an “Army of Light,” directly defying their supposed motives as a religious organization and guardians of peace. Even now, it has not disbanded. And Jedi Generals still exert major influence over the Council that governs them. Theirs is a religion of contradictions and control not unlike others that exist in the galaxy. But as other religious influences as a whole have slowly waned over time, superceded by societal norms and expectations, the Jedi’s religion has only grown, almost as fast as the Sith’s.
How is this possible? How can two religions defy the common bell curve track of religious growth and decline? What empowers them to destroy all conceptions of history, and maintain entire systems of government across numerous star systems thousands of centuries deep into the Post-Galactic Exploration Age?
The common thread that allows these systems to exist in unquestioned power is quite clear: the Force. This almighty thing that gives the lucky (or unlucky, perhaps) few godlike strength. This mysterious concept that has single handedly ignited wars and ruled societies since Galactic history began.
The obviousness of the situation has been lost on an extraordinary amount of people. I mean to rectify this. Not with more idleness, but with a call to action. And examples to follow in tandem with words alone. This book shall not be a mere piece of casual speculation.
You see, there have been a lot of armchair theorists sitting around contemplating about the nature of the universe, in natural response to the conflicts of principle and practice embodied in the military stalemate that defines our galaxy. This discussion is perfectly fine, it is necessary to come to the revolutionary conclusions that define our social evolution as a collective of living beings. But though I may write like them to better enunciate my ideas with specificity, in truth I am extraordinarily sick of them. These individuals believe that somehow by merely talking about issues within their lives, problems can be solved.
The truth is, a problem as ingrained and devastatingly dangerous as the usage of the Force cannot be combatted by idleness. It must be tackled head on, with the full power of the oppressed. We do not need godlike stewards to monitor and control our every move, whether with extreme measures of autocracy as the Sith are wont to enforce, or with the history of quiet inaction and unnecessary moral limitations imposed by the shadow government of the Jedi to keep the denizens of their little territory in check.
Though there is much to discuss, and, of course, much to explain concerning my view of the Jedi, as so many people incorrectly view them as heroes and saviors, I can begin with the greatest evidence of the fruit of this cynical view of trusting in godly overlords to save my scales for me: myself. Having relieved myself from depending upon these people, who are no better than any autocratic king or unjust dictatorial state, I no longer live in fear and subservience. I have taken command of my own destiny, and live in tempered luxury despite my difficult personal situation. I go on hunting trips with friends in exotic locales when time and funding permits. My flat on Trandosha is stocked with the finest liqeurs and fabrics. The enterprise I have been working to build all my life is finally coming to fruition. To put it carefully, carnal gratification comes to me with ease. And I am still as true to myself as I was the day I was born.
I have been able to accept myself and my desires, primal and cultured, without letting them out of control. My Trandoshan heritage and worship of the Scorekeeper has melded seamlessly with the temptations and amenities of the modern era. And without the curse of the Force, nor the curse of following those who toil under its burden, I have freed myself, and allowed myself to live as each and every one of us truly deserve. As you deserve. All thanks to my renunciation of this ancient religion and its primitive dogma, as some of us have perhaps already done. I merely ask that this personal renunciation be taken to a galactic level. It needs to be, for true peace, inward and outward, to reign once more. No government sponsored by super-sentients will ever create it; we must take our destiny into our own hands.
Some may call my challenge to all Force-wielders to willingly abdicate their power insane and unfounded in reality, due to the ever-present threat of the Sith. I call it simply being principled, and providing a solution for the vast majority of the galaxy subdued by its unyielding yoke. This weapon of mass destruction and subjugation must be destroyed, entirely. Annihilated off the face of a world that belongs to us.
Ladies and gentlemen, we are allowing a microorganism with a sophisticated self-defense mechanism to control us, us sentients who have mastered the galaxy itself. Please. I beg of you. Allow me to show you all a way out of this utterly ridiculous state of affairs.
Hear me out. You won't be sorry.
(Chapters to follow)