Ah, the cry of the herd mind: “They broke the rules, so we must too.” You mistake resentment for justice, and imitation for strength.

You speak of double standards... but what you really want is equal permission to descend into the same pit. You don’t challenge the violent, you envy them. You don’t rise above, you crawl after.

Power doesn’t beg for fairness. It creates standards. It writes its own law.

But you? You appeal to rules as if they were sacred, only to trample them the moment they no longer serve your bitterness. That’s not a will to power.... that’s a will to revenge. The morality of the weak dressed in borrowed righteousness.

You invoke the actions of tyrants not to resist them, but to justify becoming one. In your hands, justice becomes mimicry, and mimicry becomes moral decay.

If you truly believed in higher values, you would hold to them in spite of others. Instead, you make your ethics dependent on your enemies... and that makes you their slave.

The old trick: "I’m not endorsing it, I’m just predicting it." A coward’s way of applauding violence with clean hands.

You say violence leads to violence... as if that's a profound insight, not the oldest excuse in history. But tell me, what do you do with that knowledge? Warn against it? Or quietly hope it justifies your hate?

You ask how I fight for freedom and justice... as if parroting historical clichés is the same as fighting for anything. True justice does not imitate its enemies. It does not lower itself to their level and call it “balance.”