You know what I wish? I wish all the scum of the Earth had one throat and I had my hands about it. - Alan Moore

Now, as I understand it, the bards were feared. They were respected, but more than that they were feared. If you were just some magician, if you'd pissed off some witch, then what's she gonna do, she's gonna put a curse on you, and what's gonna happen? Your hens are gonna lay funny, your milk's gonna go sour, maybe one of your kids is gonna get a hare-lip or something like that — no big deal. You piss off a bard, and forget about putting a curse on you, he might put a satire on you. And if he was a skilful bard, he puts a satire on you, it destroys you in the eyes of your community, it shows you up as ridiculous, lame, pathetic, worthless, in the eyes of your community, in the eyes of your family, in the eyes of your children, in the eyes of yourself, and if it's a particularly good bard, and he's written a particularly good satire then, three hundred years after you're dead, people are still gonna be laughing at what a twat you were.

این کشور نجات پیدا نکرده.. چنین فکری نکن... ولی تمام اعتقادات کهنه اش به ویرانی کشیده شدن و روی ویرانه ست که میتونیم چیز جدیدی بسازیم

While a truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power.