In watching this movie "V", I was quite impressed with at least three questions it raised. The first being the obvious one, of how much people are willing to "give up" to not feel fear.

The second being, how can one truly live without fear. The manner in which they answered the question was by discovering that "one inch". That last inch that you are not willing to concede, that death is a fate better than the surrender of it, whatever it is for you. I believe until you have personally experienced that point that it is all speculation.

I digress from the questions to a real peeve of mine. The constant inferences and statements that place pro football in the arena of warriors engaged in a life and death struggle really chaps my ass. If that were true, the losers would be shot as they left the field.

The third question, is violence ever necessary. This question and it's ramifications, personally sent me to a Zen monastary in Japan. I had blood on my hands and lived in a world that I was glorified as a "gunfighter". Twenty five years later and I still don't have an answer for that and have adopted what I learned in the monastary. That "good" questions never have answers.

I wonder if the solution reached by V in the movie is true for me. That a new world will rise from the ashes in which violence is not an option but, there is no place for those who have taken and shed blood.

I find that I'm ambivalent about that, for if there was even a chance that my death meant the start of a chain of events that would transform this world, okay, let's do it. That's my inch. Although I would have a guarantee that whatever waited for me personally, that somehow I would get to know how it all turned out.