To say that I am upset...
...would be a GRAVE UNDERSTATMENT.
Yes. I have returned. Research material in hand, and in mind, I've come to defend my honor against the GROSS and HURTFUl accusations on my character and my honor. I would gladly meet any of the writers of this ... absolute filth on any field of battle they so may choose, but as it stands I shall take the pen and use it as my sword.
Let it begin.
Norrington Sez - Why I Am Not A Sexual Deviant OR William Turner Is Not Locked In My Wine Cellar.
I cannot even BELIEVE this is a topic of conversation - but here it stands. Of the 'fan'fiction (and I do mock the word 'fan' in this instance) where young Turner and I seem to be 'slashed' together, the only way I seem to be able to satisfy my unslagged lust is to trick him, chain him up, and rape his as often as I possibly can.
Oh, and let's not forget that he is, of course, in love with either Elizabeth or Jack Sparrow at any given time, so not only am I a perverted monster, I am one who stands in the path of 'true love'.
Bollocks. Absolute, total ... bollocks. I am not a man to curse, but every fictional piece I have come across with this ... pairing has made me want to go for my blade and pistol.
In what context have I ever been cruel? Where is the documented proof that I have not dispensed justice fairly in all cases? I am a man of the Law - and beyond that I am a man who would never - ever take advantage of another human being in such a disgusting and degrading way.
William Turner is in love with Elizabeth Swann, and she him. Whatever my feelings are on the matter, they do not include sodomic vengence!
The same applies to Jack Sparrow - whatever his relationship is with young Turner - I would sooner cut my own throat than use that young man as a way to get my own back. It is conduct unbefitting any officer of the Royal Navy.
To you who would accuse me of such - let it be known that I shall not stand for it. Bring your slings and arrows of bitter recrimination - I shall fend them off with the anger of one truly slandered and dishonored.
Or perhaps I'll just lock you up in my 'cupboard of cruel love', eh?
So endeth the sermon.
For those of you who are kind enough to write me and see that I am not the blackgard I am painted to be by these foul brushes, I tip my hat to you, with most reverent respect. I Thank You.
Yours in captivity,
Commodore J. Norrington
Yes. I have returned. Research material in hand, and in mind, I've come to defend my honor against the GROSS and HURTFUl accusations on my character and my honor. I would gladly meet any of the writers of this ... absolute filth on any field of battle they so may choose, but as it stands I shall take the pen and use it as my sword.
Let it begin.
Norrington Sez - Why I Am Not A Sexual Deviant OR William Turner Is Not Locked In My Wine Cellar.
I cannot even BELIEVE this is a topic of conversation - but here it stands. Of the 'fan'fiction (and I do mock the word 'fan' in this instance) where young Turner and I seem to be 'slashed' together, the only way I seem to be able to satisfy my unslagged lust is to trick him, chain him up, and rape his as often as I possibly can.
Oh, and let's not forget that he is, of course, in love with either Elizabeth or Jack Sparrow at any given time, so not only am I a perverted monster, I am one who stands in the path of 'true love'.
Bollocks. Absolute, total ... bollocks. I am not a man to curse, but every fictional piece I have come across with this ... pairing has made me want to go for my blade and pistol.
In what context have I ever been cruel? Where is the documented proof that I have not dispensed justice fairly in all cases? I am a man of the Law - and beyond that I am a man who would never - ever take advantage of another human being in such a disgusting and degrading way.
William Turner is in love with Elizabeth Swann, and she him. Whatever my feelings are on the matter, they do not include sodomic vengence!
The same applies to Jack Sparrow - whatever his relationship is with young Turner - I would sooner cut my own throat than use that young man as a way to get my own back. It is conduct unbefitting any officer of the Royal Navy.
To you who would accuse me of such - let it be known that I shall not stand for it. Bring your slings and arrows of bitter recrimination - I shall fend them off with the anger of one truly slandered and dishonored.
Or perhaps I'll just lock you up in my 'cupboard of cruel love', eh?
So endeth the sermon.
For those of you who are kind enough to write me and see that I am not the blackgard I am painted to be by these foul brushes, I tip my hat to you, with most reverent respect. I Thank You.
Yours in captivity,
Commodore J. Norrington