Good evening, L̶o̶n̶d̶o̶n̶ America, and the rest of the world.
Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition.
I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone's death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this N̶o̶v̶e̶m̶b̶e̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶5̶t̶h̶ December the twelfth, a day that i̶s̶ ̶s̶a̶d̶l̶y̶ ̶n̶o̶ ̶l̶o̶n̶g̶e̶r̶ ̶r̶e̶m̶e̶m̶b̶e̶r̶e̶d̶ will be forever remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat.
There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way.
Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth.
And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶n̶t̶r̶y̶ the world, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission.
How did this happen? Who's to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.
I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense.
Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now h̶i̶g̶h̶ ̶c̶h̶a̶n̶c̶e̶l̶l̶o̶r̶,̶ ̶A̶d̶a̶m̶ ̶S̶u̶t̶l̶e̶r̶ ruling party in your various nations.
H̶e̶ They promised you order, H̶e̶ They promised you peace, and all H̶e̶ They demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent.
L̶a̶s̶t̶ n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ ̶I̶ This past September 17th Brave men and women sought to end that silence. L̶a̶s̶t̶ n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶ ̶I̶ This past September 17th Brave men and women d̶e̶s̶t̶r̶o̶y̶e̶d̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶O̶l̶d̶ ̶B̶a̶i̶l̶e̶y̶ brought the spirit of the Arab Spring protests to America, to remind t̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶c̶o̶u̶n̶t̶r̶y̶ all people, everywhere, of what i̶t̶ ̶h̶a̶s̶ they have forgotten.
More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives.
So if you've seen nothing, if the crimes of t̶h̶i̶s̶ the American, Canadian, British, Australian, Tunisian, Egyptian, Libyan, Syrian, Yemeni, Bahraini, Greek, Spanish, and Russian governments remain unknown to you then I would suggest you allow the f̶i̶f̶t̶h̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶N̶o̶v̶e̶m̶b̶e̶r̶ Twelfth of December to pass unmarked.
But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside m̶e̶ ̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶y̶e̶a̶r̶ ̶f̶r̶o̶m̶ ̶t̶o̶n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶,̶ ̶o̶u̶t̶s̶i̶d̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶g̶a̶t̶e̶s̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶ P̶a̶r̶l̶i̶a̶m̶e̶n̶t̶ One Another, nonviolently, worldwide starting now, participating in a worldwide strike, and together we shall give them a f̶i̶f̶t̶h̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶N̶o̶v̶e̶m̶b̶e̶r̶ Twelfth of December that shall never, ever be forgot.
~ the "terrorist" V, from 'V for vendetta'.