Its Guy Fawlkes night here in UK. Never really understood what we are celebrating. Certainly the guy who did the deed is far more famous than his accusers. Its all about how you read a book and the variety of hat you wear. Anyway listening to all the fireworks makes me think, this is what it must sound like to live in a war zone.
Of course being a history nerd, I understand the history, just not the intent. Catholicism is a different arm of the same religion. I have no idea why we still burn effigies of a rather minor character and celebrate, which really amounts to the same idea, just different hats. I did not explain myself well
In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition!
The only verdict is vengeance-- a vendetta, held as a votive-- not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you, and you may call me V."
A friend of mine who lives in England explained to me that Guy Fawkes wanted to kill the king and plotted with another person to blow up parliament, but the police were tipped off when he was setting up the gun powder kegs in the basement and he was caught red handed. The celebration is actually celebrating the king NOT being killed and Guy Fawkes bring caught and sentenced to death. From what I understand anyway.