VALANGAPEDIA: V FOR VALANGA

note: author of this post has never seen "V for Vendetta" but has heard it discussed in terms of plot and characters and is well aware of it being the source of the anonymous hacker mask which means a lot of different things so we are trying to clear up what V for Valanga means for God by starting here at the conversion of St Paul, "Murder in the Cathedral" etc.

This is part of the "valangapedia" a word made up not by us but by some fan (is fan short for fantasy? what about fantastic? Fanta orange soda? Look it up) to describe the necessity of having our own encyclopedia as worldbuilding often seems to necessitate same. As Wittgenstein knew, words are God incarnate, or else they are something else not so loving.

V for "Vendetta" (the little sale, as in, Judas sold Jesus for 300 dollars) even if dealing with topics not 1000% germaine to our discourse here today is an appropriate contrast to V for Valanga in a number of ways, but in the wake of so much upheaval in the government (a precursor to Ha Ruah government a la Berman and Thoreau perchance?) and since today is the feast of St Paul's conversion it is an appropriate time to take a look. Jesus knew all too well how necessary it is to hide from legally constituted authority at times, angels were always telling people around him (Joseph, the Magi) to take detours and settle in other areas to avoid the government. Tolkien is an apt person to bring the Guy Fawkes theme to its present state, since his country had been so violently at war with Catholics (cf murder in the cathedral, etc.) and his mother lost so much money and status after her conversion before he even lost his friends in the trenches and started writing the story to keep himself from going insane or committing suicide. So when we talk about Sam and Frodo and V not for Vendetta but for Valanga, it means much more than simply a funny poem about the fifth of November (feast of the parents of John the Baptist).

Saint Paul was the modern day equivalent of a federal prosecutor, riding around on a very fine horse with death warrants for "these weird Christians" until a volcanic light shone upon him and he became one himself, much to the chagrin of the Governor Festus, who remarked "Paul, all this studying has addled your brain". One can imagine some Rosseau devotees at Oxford sniggering at Tolkien and the inklings in the same way. In fact, CS Lewis once overheard some dons remarking that the important thing was not who one did vote for, but "not to vote Lewis" to a fellowship.