Morality

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After reading a bunch of stories featuring mercy, practicality, and ruthlessness in equal measure, I have to wonder.

At once point in time is it morally correct to eschew mercy - the hope that people can be BETTER - in favor of cold-blooded practicality? (Removing a threat before it has the chance to grow into something serious). I’ve seen people arguing both for and against this in various works.

My stance: Mercy without justice is unmerciful, justice without mercy is unjust.

When the aggressors are a threat that cannot be contained, mercy needs to mean protecting the immediate victims. That’s my hard line. Everything else can be taken on a case-by-case basis.

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Yiddish curses rule.

Don’t believe me? Check out this story of Jewish witches from the Smart Dragons, Foolish Elves collection. You’ll be convinced.

I have a particular fondness for the Yiddish curses that start out sounding like you’re wishing a blessing on someone but then veer into horrible beautiful things

My personal favorites in the pantheon of Yiddish curses and insults are “Go look for last year’s snow” and “May you grow like an onion with your head in the ground.”

May I have the privilege of sewing your shroud is just an ice cold BURN

Tag yourself, I’m the soft balcony falling on someone’s head.

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sith au fic idea: weird force shit pulls the sith versions of anakin, obi-wan, and ahsoka into canon during the clone wars

for some reason they can’t back until the war is over, so they end up bunking with the jedi after it’s confimed that they’re from another dimension and aren’t about to kill everyone

and the sith version of obi-wan freaks the order out the most because it’s nearly impossible to tell him apart from the jedi version

the sith version of anakin is noticeably more savage and impulsive, the sith version of ahsoka is cruel in a way the jedi version isn’t, and then there’s sith obi-wan

he speaks and talks and gestures like the jedi version, he has the same sense of humor, the only way to tell them apart is if he drops the glamour concealing the red of his eyes 

the jedi versions of ahsoka and anakin watch this man that looks like their master casually torture and kill and can’t help wondering how much darkness their obi-wan hides

If there is one thing Obi-Wan knows above all else, it is his own capacity for darkness. So when alternate Sith versions of Anakin, Ahsoka, and himself appear, he is the only one not phased. Beyond the reality of parallel universes making literally anything possible, the idea of Obi-Wan being a Sith is rather sensible. All it would have taken was a single step to the left –with Xanatos, or on Melida/Daan, or fighting Maul, or one of the hundred thousand other moments when Obi-Wan has felt himself tempted.

Anakin and Ahsoka are clearly not so comfortable with their darker selves and the Sith are likewise unnerved by their lighter counterparts. The four of them look to be on the precipice of a bloodbath purely on the basis of their differing Force alignments. Obi-Wan resists the urge to sigh. Everyone talks about Sith and Jedi, Dark and Light, as if they are separate species when really all of them are just fallible sentients doing whatever they think is right or necessary. Violence really isn’t necessary in this situation.

Obi-Wan glances over at his counterpart and they share an identical smile. Yes, his Sith self has clearly also come to the conclusion that they are hardly different at all. Certainly less divided than the two Anakins or two Ahoskas. It seems the cooler heads of the two Kenobis must prevail.

“For the sake of minimizing confusion, please call me Venge.”

“Of course, Darth Venge. But only if you call me Obi-Wan.”

“Certainly, Master Kenobi. Thank you for the tea.”

Four sets of eyes stare at them in horror.

(Just wait until the Council hears about this.)