One Man’s Supervillain…

Comrades & Friends,

It is all a matter of perspective: The one that you think of as a hero – fighting crime, exposing corruption, upholding liberty for all decent, hard-working families… – is the same individual to us represents everything villainous about your world. We hate that person with every inch of our being, to our very core, with a blazing fury that cannot be extinguished. Your idol is the one obstacle between us and revolution.

What, after all, does one of your heroes do when he or she is saving the world and foiling outlandish plots? Essentially, this protector of the innocent is, in fact, protecting the status quo. The established order. The right people in the right places. Things as they are.

It’s true, isn’t it? You cannot deny the reality. Whether that inspirational figure is a rich orphan with an arsenal of hi-tech gadgetry at his disposal, or an alien who can call upon supernatural powers, or a mythological God come to life commanding forces of nature…whoever and whatever that symbol of supposed justice may be, their role is to safeguard the current situation. The here and now of all societal aspects; social, economic, political. Implicit is that the way things are is the way things ought to be.

Anyone who disagrees must be a villain.

Fine. If that is the way you want to see things, so be it. All we can do is lay things out for you. Explain the reasons for our position as clearly, rationally and emphatically as we can. You can lead a horse to water but cannot make it drink… Yours is the choice; continue to pour adulation upon the charlatans, or stand in solidarity with those who wish only for your liberation.

We, the downtrodden masses who labour and suffer under the lashes of your vicious system, do not care what pretty words your may utilise to justify its existence. We abhor the rhetorical dishonesty that elevates that system’s boot-boys, watch-dogs and lackeys to the status of heroes. We loathe anyone – and everyone – who contributes to that oppressive system’s continued survival.

You can call us anything you like; thuggish criminals, devious masterminds, common thieves, utter scumbags, simple plebs, madmen, terrorists, proles, chavs, knackers, gypsies, trannies, retards, lunatics, faggots, whores, niggers, villains… It does not matter. For one, solitary reason:

When we unite, we will bury you.

We. Will. Bury you.

Solidarity, brothers & sisters…

Leveller De Guerre


P.S. Please, call me ‘Lev’.

About Seba Roux

Gooner, Socialist, Historian, Slacker. That's pretty much all you need to know.
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