"I am Brave, the legendary hero!
"i am chicken, hear me cluck!"
The masses would have you believe conflict revolves around "Good" and "Evil". Rubbish. Righteousness and Justice are such meaningless and relative terms. Its only about who stands in your way, and who fell first. "To the victor go the spoils" as they say.
To me, you haven't even been born yet. To me, you've been dead for nine hundred billion years. Your body is out there, somewhere, rotting in the ground, yet here we are, talking. To me, you're dead and you're alive at the same time. You may as well be a ghost. You may as well be nothing.
And yet, here we are, talking. And isn't it wonderful?
Last Night on Homeland: There is no rest for Brody, the new Big Man in Tehran. Carrie can somehow still travel beyond suspicion thanks to a brunette wig. Together they're going to take on the world.