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infomodder) wrote2016-11-10 08:05 pm
infomodder) wrote2016-11-10 08:05 pm
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[Note: Will is unlikely to use video unless there is a good need for it. He'd be more inclined to do text until he's made a substantial recovery and becomes more comfortable with voice.]
Re: text/private forever, etc.
Disgust, derision, and a certain sense of paternalism towards and over those without magic is not uncommon. Many wizards (but most especially those of old families) are prone to such attitudes, if by little else than their lacking familiarity with the non-magical world. Our communities are by and large small, and tightly-knit; a child born to two wizards may have almost no exposure to muggles. There is a course taught at Hogwarts to familiarize students in such situations with the basics of non-magical life. For example, when I covered that class briefly in a professor's absence, we discussed automobiles and their growing appearance on the roads.
The International Statute of Secrecy is the law in my world which governs the separation of magic from the broader population, and has only been in place since the 18th century. Increasing suspicion, technological gains, and outbreaks of violence are what initially drove its push. It is a small matter for a skilled witch or wizard to defend themselves against attack, but our weakest -- especially the old and the young -- were increasingly endangered, and some of that danger persists. Societal attitudes towards muggles wax and wane, but most historiographers agree that the passing of the Statute marked a significant rise in muggle/wizarding tensions.
Any condescension you meet with is likely to be mixed with a degree of confusion, and of probable misinformation. I suspect it most likely from those pureblooded.
I think no less of you, Mr. Graham.
If Severus does not propose that you leave himself, inform me, and I will exercise what influence I may -- or at least, I will hound you about it myself. I suggest that if he takes your bait, you might argue with him. Be belligerent, for all that you will be understanding after; he dislikes his authority being called into question.
We are agreed.
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We have been a violent people, and we always will be. You say you do not understand psychopathy, but there must be more than these Death Eaters among you capable of it. Perhaps some sort of alliance with trusted muggles would be useful to you. Our technology has done wonders, both for good and bad. We are all one people, even if our views and abilities are different. Surely some in Asgard have proven themselves to be your equals, even without the magic given us upon arrival.
[Will Graham, social justice wizard/muggle warrior.]
That aside, and perhaps I said too much, you told me you talk to most anyone you know, yes? I am not all that belligerent outside of those who have murdered and finally been caught. [Oh. Wait. Hasn't he been a little bit of that with Albus? Crap. But still! He's not always so overly like that with his coworkers, but Abel Gideon. Eventually, if he returns, he will most likely get that way with Chilton. He doesn't like it, but he will use it if he has to. Birds of a feather indeed.] Usually. If he replies in a manner that calls for it, I can give in return.
I'll miss the school, but this is more important. Don't think I have priorities on much else.
[Except for Abigail, who he is never going to mention as knowing her too much. He's not ashamed of her at all. He's worried what might come out if they're not careful.]
i'm prides
My father was imprisoned for his attacks on muggle children. Two of the boys died, as he did himself just recently in Azkaban. My mother was abandoned while still but a child for her inclinations to magic, and grew up as much an orphan as my brother would later be.
I am well-versed in the goods and the ills of both worlds, Mr. Graham. Violence and hatred are the eternal capacity of man, just as love and acceptance; magic is only another means of their venture. I see you as my equal, but that does not preclude the judgment of your broader society, nor of mine.
And make no mistake, mine is as wanting.
A divided relationship is far from ideal, and it is one entirely of our own building. I take issue with the Statute, but for the time being, those of my world must work within it.
The world isn't working, Mr. Graham, and a people so cut in half are as a house of cards, soon to crumble. Integration is inevitable, and its day will come. It must, lest the decision find itself made for us -- uglier, and the more bitter for it.
[ Not that this got bitter at all itself... ]
I regret that you must leave the school; I think that you would have had a great deal to teach and to give, if our present conversation is any indication. It is not a sacrifice soon forgotten.
A note -- I do not understand 'psychopathy', Mr. Graham, because the vocabulary simply does not exist. Neither have I heard of 'psychiatry' before now. I make a point of staying up-to-date with the non-magical sciences of my day (for magic is itself but the manipulation of the natural world's energies) and yet admit complete unfamiliarity with the term. It strikes me, that given the abundance of years between us, it is a field which may not presently exist.
The years are quickly forgotten, but not always so easily breached. As a well-intentioned reminder only, I hail from 1909.
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[No he's not. Yes, yes he is. Empathy and all. It sounds like Albus knew his mother, or knew of her, which is more than Will can say. He's not bitter about that at all. No he's not.
Yes, yes he is.
He appreciates the house of cards thing, but it could stand to be creepier. Alas.]
Psychology has moved forward quite a lot since 1909; it was the end of 2013 when I found myself here. Psychiatry is a medical field devoted to studying, treating, diagnosing, and hopefully preventing mental disorders. There are a lot of them, and there seem to be more every year. Newer names for things, splitting one off and combining it to another. Think of it as soup. You can have chicken in your soup, but depending on the other ingredients, you can have several various kinds of soup. The chicken is still an integral part, but you've made it into something different. It's just the soup of a mind.
[Pray no one ever finds about Lecter, because all these food-related metaphors and similes and the wordplay that will come might make someone wonder if Will's not good friends with Lecter because they're both monstrous cannibalistic serial killers.]
In a perfect world, it would be left to someone with a medical degree in the field to diagnosis who is or is not a psychopath. The word has lost meaning as of late, being a go-to explanation for lazy fictional stories. [Guess who doesn't like crime drama shows. Just guess.] Unfortunately, sometimes people can't be forced to sit in a chair and spoken with at length over the whole matter. Too busy out there killing to sit down for long. [Ha. Hah hah.] This does not mean all psychopaths are killers, nor are all killers psychopaths. Psychopaths should still be regarded with wariness. They are noted for having a very profound lack of empathy, and do not have a sense of concern about other people's rights. Only they matter. Other people matter for what they can do to them, if they can control them in some way. There are a lot of tales of them torturing and killing animals as children, because they're one of few things they can exert power over.
The thing about psychopaths who turn violent to remember, that must always be remembered, is this: they know exactly what they are doing and the possible consequences of what they are doing. They are the lion in the room. They know as much, and the more intelligent ones know when to play the part of a domesticated, sweet cat and when to strike.
I don't have a degree in psych-related fields, but part of my job is understanding the basics and how they work, and using that to analyze. I don't partake in psychoanalysis outside the criminally insane if I can help it. I wouldn't appreciate it being done to me, so I wouldn't go out of my way to do it to anyone else.
[Read: I would stop if I could help it, but I can't. I don't go out of my way, though, because I don't have to. It's all natural.]
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[ What is with this guy and food? ]
I am familiar with some of what you speak of -- preoccupation with fire, disinhibition, a certain degree of calculated carelessness for risk? A commonality of traits often found among the particularly disdainful.
From your descriptions (and at the folly of falling into precisely the trap which you warn against) I would not be inclined to describe Crouch as an intelligent psychopath. I lack your understanding and experience, and trust you will come to your own verdict.
[ If I can help it. I wouldn't appreciate it being done to me. I wouldn't go out of my way. He reads you loud and clear. ]
Thank you for the explanation, Mr. Graham.
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Preoccupations with fire are common. Does damage but doesn't exactly dirty hands. A foul move, and deadly, but it makes it more difficult to track which fingers are covered in that dirt and blood. Easy to blame it on a malfunctioning device in whatever sort of thing goes up in flames. I've seen it happen more often than I'd like.
[And for worse purposes.]
Crouch, from what I've read, wouldn't count as intelligent. If he was intelligent, he wouldn't be following anyone. He wouldn't need anyone else to encourage him to act on his lack of stability. He wouldn't need to be part of a group. None of them would. It could be brainwashing, it could be a desire to "fit in" with someone, it could be a lot of things. Sure, there is intelligence in those who follow such people, but the more intelligent don't usually last long. They get taken out as threats or have the smarts to get out of it in one way or another before they get taken out of the picture entirely. Blindly following hardly seems intelligent unless it was something like capture-bonding, and that doesn't seem to be the case.
(Capture-bonding is the idea that someone who is kidnapped does what they can to bond with their captor in the hopes of coming out as unscathed as possible. They do what they feel they must in order to survive. Sometimes this leads to less happy scenarios, such as the victims being rescued but having developed what they view as genuine feelings for their captors and begging them not be judged too harshly or to be left with them. Falling in love with them, etc. He's not in love with him, is he?)
I'll be doing some looking into it and coming to my own verdict, yes. It gives me something to do here. Why not.
You're welcome, Mr. Dumbledore. Did you still have that scramble recipe? That songbird has a nest full of eggs.
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I've attached the recipe. I believe that you'll find it better-suited for heartier fare than those of larks or sparrows; chicken eggs are ideal for their large, rich bearing -- the eggs of wild birds are more fragile, and best when poached or otherwise delicately handled. You'd do well to look in your house's icebox, or to alter your plans accordingly.
[ you fucking american heathen ]
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[Things he's not counting on: Sherlock Holmes.]
Trust me, I know how to make a scramble with whatever eggs are around. But don't worry. I was kidding. I'm pretty much a pescatarian here in Asgard. Everything else seems to have lost its flavor.
[Even fish loses its flavor. Will Graham isn't eating so great here in Asgard, and he's still not sure if his clocks are on point or if he's looking at blank paper. Issues.]
That means I'm mostly a seafood kind of guy, no other meat. Not that poultry is meat, of course, but there's comfort in fish more than there is in chicken or turkey or quail.
[lbr — Thanksgiving was just another day at Casa Graham. A day his father had to shuck him off to someone while he worked, take him to work, or sit around waiting to get a call that he had a job just come in off the shore and was needed.]
Talk to you later.