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Jul 01, 2005 21:23

Nothing. Thank you, call again.

Look, I know, all right? I'm aware I have no credibility in this. In all likelihood whoever's got their hands on him is keeping them there just in case I'm up to something. But damn it-- damn it.

*head in hands*

Let me tell you, the man has his faults. He's ridiculously trusting. He's got a cockeyed idea of utopia and entirely too much faith in human nature, and he damn well won't see what he doesn't want to see. He wants to be liked, God help us, which is a luxury he couldn't afford; and he insists on thinking he can win all his battles without sacrificing a principle or two.

Good man. Nice man. Persists in thinking that nice solves everything, even in the face of overwhelming evidence.

Fucking idealists will kill us all yet.

But here's the thing: you have to have them anyway.

I Mordred of the forked tongue, the subtle, the sullen, you can look up the rest-- I'll tell you this much straight out: I love my father. Sometimes I hate the daft old bastard, but that to one side. I want him back.

please. kthx.

arthur, burnination, family

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