the reason I participate in this forum is more to spar with interesting, intelligent and friendly folks like Boaz
You like me, you really like me!!!!
(don't get a big head, though, Boaz)
It's a bit late for that.
I'm just listening to Bob Marley's
Redemption Song... and thinking of Jaime. I know he's not exactly the poster child for poor, disenfranchised, descendents of slaves... but the lyrics conjure up the Kingslayer's maiming and his resolve to not let them get the better of him.
Old pirates, yes, they rob I... Vargo Hoat and the Bloody Mummers mutilated Jaime.
Sold I to the merchant ships... Vargo sold him to Roose Bolton.
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit... He chained up and made to wear his own hand after escaping Riverrun's dungeons.
But my hand was made strong... Jaime does not have a hand or faith in the Seven or any Gods.
By the hand of the Almighty... Yet, it was Brienne his Faith-Sworn protector who revived his dying spirit.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly... He'll hold on tight to the good he knows he has done, like killing Aerys and the good he can yet do.
Won't you help to sing... He laments that he wanted to be the hero of a song, like Arthur Dayne.
These songs of freedom?... But somehow he became the cruel villain, like the Smiling Knight.
'Cause all I ever have
Redemption songs... All Jaime has now is his record in the White Book... He's lost all of his family.
Redemption songs... All he has is hope in the possibility of redemption. The Book calls to his soul.
Anyway, that's what I'm thinking of while drinking bourbon.
Good night, now.