The Fascism Case: The State vs. The People

The justice system has never reflected its name. For it is nothing but a name, nothing but a  phrase, nothing but a title. It is nothing because it serves as an instrument of power.  

I personally prefer to deem it as a legal system. A societal construct of thousands of pages of  procedures, rules, definitions of what they suppose as a crime - all malleable. Malleable for use  but only malleable to power.  

When it is these guidelines that “serve to protect” the people under its umbrella, being the  general society, it means that it serves to marginalize those who can only afford to be under  that single umbrella, absent of the choice to purchase their own. Yet, the system awakes in rage,  calling out the public’s sheer audacity when rebellion sparks. When rebellion lingers not  against justice but the corrupt force that lacks its true and honest interpretation. Guns are held  high. Faces hidden behind masks. And transparency censored by manipulating media coverage  and public information.  

Julian Assange didn’t risk his own freedom for the system to steal ours. And neither did Edward  Snowden.  

The Authorities Are Going to Limit the Right to Information – Human Rights Defenders Oppose It | ZMINA  Human Rights Centre

Now, this is where we start to question and where we start to form ideas; all along the lines of  “Are we the ones being protected – and if not, who is?”. The answer: our money. Our money  which belongs to them. Our money which upholds the national economy. Our money that is  never fixed in value because nothing ever is. So, are we? And if we really aren’t fixed in value;  when are we most valuable and when are we most dispensable? To be waiting for a time when  it is ours to decide would mean waiting for Hades to visit Elysium.  

However, the most saddening aspect is not that we are not a priority – it is that they have better  ones. The government of Nigeria, for instance, has been known for imposing controversial acts  of military violence against their own citizens to support the interests of a foreign organization – the oil company Shell. “The evidence we have reviewed shows that Shell repeatedly  encouraged the Nigerian military to deal with community protests, even when it knew the  horrors this would lead to – unlawful killings, rape, torture, the burning of villages” said  Audrey Gaughran, Senior Director of Research at Amnesty International (Amnesty  International). When third world countries are intensely dependent on international  organisations in the private sector for economic stability, does this excuse the voluntary  exploitation of their people’s rights? Not according to the Ogoni Nine. Ironically enough, they  were executed. 

A parallel case is Marianne Bachmeier’s. She wasn’t executed, but she did execute a murder.  Here is where the very fabrics of morality is torn apart: the murdered Grabowski was a  murderer and a rapist. Not just any, but her seven-year-old daughter’s. With fury and agony  consuming her, she fired eight shots at him, killing him with six; and the very moment she was  apprehended, her stern voice whispered: “I did it for you, Anna.” (“A Woman Who Walked  into a Courtroom and Fired... - UPI Archives”). 

This is similar to Andre Bamberski’s case; the man who kidnapped his daughter Kalinka’s  rapist and murderer, who was also her stepfather, Dieter Krombach. Being a renowned doctor,  a profession at the time apparently exempt from sin, Krombach was immediately struck off the  list of suspects. He was only sentenced thirty years after the murder. 

A plethora of other happenings stay recorded as well. Like Gary Plauché who murdered his  son’s rapist on live television; Jason Vukovich “the Alaskan Avenger”; Los Pepes (short for  “Perseguidos por Pablos Escobar,” or “People Persecuted by Pablo Escobar.”) who killed  hundreds of citizens in their attempts to capture him while still being endorsed by the CIA (Margaritoff). This is where the heart of controversy lies. Their collective motive was 

vengeance. In a legal system where cash buys out empathy, the purity of grief has never been  more evident than those who would kill not to feel it. Like all else, it’s rooted in human nature:  the Old Testament’s law of “Lex Talionis” translating to “an eye for an eye and a tooth for a  tooth”; Egyptian Mythology’s goddess Sekhmet; Greek Mythology’s Nemesis, Adrestia and  the Furies… 

Then again, everything must evolve in order to continue living in the current society, therefore,  comes the emergence of The Hunger Games; The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo; Robin Hood;  Batman and an entire list long of fictional legends. Just as Albert Camus had elucidated,  “Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth.” He said it best that fiction could never be  purely as it is. Whether one would prefer for it to be or not to be, it inevitably reflects fragments  of life. Lives that are more bitter than they are sweet. 

It is a hypocritical lie to label oneself surprised when encountered with vigilantism – it is a  ubiquitous aspect of our society.  

“The masses never revolt of their own accord, and they never revolt merely because they are  oppressed. Indeed, so long as they are not permitted to have standard of comparison, they  never even become aware that they are oppressed.” George Orwell, 1984.  

Orwell implies that the reasoning behind vengeance is an exclusive source of judgement, hence,  suggesting that maybe the standard of comparison is within ourselves. Suggesting that the  people do not and should not embody the “justice system” in toto when it betrays their value  of justice. 

To abandon what we know, what we were taught, what we were displayed by the media. Since  our thoughts are never our own, not solely, nor will it ever be, escaping from a myriad of layers  of indoctrination might birth a renewed sense of judgement. 

When all we know is left bare and naked, all that’s left will be us. In the most pure, undisturbed  form. Let that be our judgement. Because in an era where thoughts travel faster than light, it  could do one some good to be left in the dark.