Intergalactic Summit

Behold, Your Empress (Edit: Additional New Coverage)

If Empress Jamyl I endorses, as she does, this festivities as they are happening, there is no more argument to be had. The Empire is full of people, a few dozen dead doesn't matter much if the Empress approves it.

That said, event organizers should, probably, be more careful with their displays. Using a figure of Molok, or mocking the Empress are invitations to further chaos and problems.

Indeed, it is.

The Empress is God's voice in the galaxy, or the closest to it not counting the Scriptures. If she says it is right, then it is, there is nothing else to argue on the issue. Loyalty isn't measured on agreeing when they do what you like, loyalty is tested in the hard times and dark moments when they do. Thus, in such times, when we don't understand the reasons or the plans, we trust our supperiors, our leaders, our elders, to know what is right and guide us. In them, in the Empress, in the Empire, we place our loyalty and our faith, and walk blindly if needed.

That is the amarrian path.



Thing is, I don't believe other factions have the voice of God guiding them, do they? If Tibus Heth had been appointed by God, and thus infallible and not limited by human weaknesses, then I would have no problem with him starting a war against the Gallente, killing his own people, etc. It'd be part of the Greater Plan which I can't understand but follow. Unfortunately, such is not the case, so all he is is a mad man willing to murder his own people for his vision of the future.

How the hell do you know Heth didn't rise through the ranks with the help of some divine influence? Are you omniscient?

Anyway, where you slavers see divinity I see a capsuleer who cloned herself to cheat death, paid someone to reverse engineer an ancient piece of technology and fooled you all into believing that she was acting in the name of your god.

So, tell me, if your Empress ordered you all to light yourselves on fire because your god "spoke to her" and commanded that you show your obedience to his words in such an extreme manner, would you do it? Assuming there's no explicit scriptural prohibition and no contrary ruling from the Theology Council wouldn't you have to? If not, why not?

I was taught that blind, unquestioning obedience to authority was a bad thing that ultimately leads to totalitarianism. Please tell me why this isn't the case with you Amarr.

This is why the Human Female Breast should only be used by Qualified Personnel, and Only for the Intended Purposes.

Down With This Sort Of Thing.

Hm. I just finished reading the full article. This would appear to be a-- well, I believe the proper way to put it would be an Imperial endorsement of chaotic revels? Perhaps moderation isn't the desire of the Empress, then.

There's nothing wrong with celebrating faith.

Ms. Strife; that's not my belief, nor would it be my place to criticize the empress even if it were my belief.

Admittedly, it seems somewhat paradoxical that the highest authority in the largest, longest-lived empire in the cluster would see divinity in chaos, but I am, as said, an outsider. As the Amarrian religion is one that has spanned the ages, I have no doubt that ways of exploring and expressing the faith are many and varied, and that there is a hallowed tradition demonstrated here.

But, again, I am an outsider, and in the State it often seems that such displays are more-- private, or at least discrete.

Still, if this is sanctioned -- as it clearly is -- then it is by no means inappropriate. Indeed, just the opposite.

The only people who can party as hard as the Gallente are the Amarr. People full of such inherent passion for life and purpose, as my wife has proven to me on many a times.

Party on, people of the Empress.

Said Empress is the only significant figure in Imperial power pushing for the reduction of Slaves kept in the Empire, and the practice's eventual abolition.

Your constant hostility to her reign in public seems to indicate that your organization's goals could probably be better achieved if your leadership were replaced by a particularly verbose flock of geese.