21st August 2010
10:12 GMT -7
"It's Julio, right?"
The drug trafficker and protection racketeer holds a revolver to the head of a… I'm going to say 'prostitute', but honestly she might just be the girlfriend of one of the gang members.
"
GO FUCK YOUR MOTHER!"
"Ah, I'm sorry. I did French and German. The jay is supposed to be pronounced 'you', isn't it. In Spanish. Which would make you: You-lio. You-lio."
"Yeah, that's how you fucking pronounce it. Ow, my fucking back."
I ignore the man on the floor.
"Right? I don't know how often you've been in this situation, but this is a hostage negotiating technique, for establishing a rapport with the hostage taker. To enable us to understand that the other isn't some malevolent force of nature, but a person we can each talk to."
Of course, since I'm a sociopath with a power ring, 'malevolent force of nature' isn't a
terrible description. But I keep up the reassuring smile anyway as I
send an orange thread into the under floor crawlspace and
towards You-lio.
But I
am learning. He and several of his friends have insulted my mother, sister, grandmother-. None of them being clear whether they were talking about my father's mother or my mother's mother, though given how Spanish handles gender that might be a translation issue. They've tried insulting me more directly, and threatening both my life and my physical integrity. Hasn't bothered me. People insulting me isn't an issue. Which is tremendously reassuring, because if that formula had made me
that aggressive there's no way I could hide-.
I'd have to reset.. myself.
"
STAY!
THE FUCK!"
Oh, right, the hostage.
The
thread punches up through the floor and
piths him, causing his body to lock up.
"
BAck?"
His eyes still move and his head can still turn a little, but the rest of his body is under my control. I
use a hand construct to put the safety on the gun, then calmly walk forward to pluck it from his unresisting hand. His hostage
pulls away the moment she realises that he's helpless, making it two steps before
tripping and collapsing onto the sofa. She
scrabbles around, perhaps trying to keep us both in her field of vision.
Alright, I think I can call this a
success. Deaths? Zero. Response to insults and threats, none.
Now, conventional morality would say that the correct thing to do would be to hand the apprehendees over to the local police, along with any evidence. Do I want to do that?
…
No. As expected, I have no emotional desire to comply with external expectations. Excellent! Progress.
Not sure I'd call that 'progress', sport.
'Progress' in the sense that I'm able to accurately predict the outcome of a test based on prior observations.
So the goal state is to be able to model yourself?
A goal state suggests that I'm trying to change. At the moment I'm just-.
The hostage jumps off the sofa and charges me, wrapping her arms-.
Hugging me.
"
Thankyouthankyouthankyou."
"That's quite alright."
Now, if we evaluate this in
utilitarian terms, well, my initial thought is to say that the world is better off without these thugs. Even if concealing things makes life a little hard for me, the expense of a trial, imprisonment, the chance of reoffending as well as the general permissive attitude towards crime this part of Mexican society has developed suggests that just giving all of them an embolism would represent a tremendous benefit to society.
But if we look at it from a
rule utilitarian viewpoint, I've-.
Still got.. snot on my armour.
"Ma'am? Would you like me to phone someone for you?"
"
N-no." She steps away, then approaches Julio and pulls a mobile phone from his pocket. "I can-. I can just use this."
I nod. Now, I was never
great at interpersonal interaction, and it's quite likely that I'm missing something here. On the other hand, Batman hasn't said anything about
ever doing follow up visits on the victims, so I'm just going to assume that once she's out of sight it's alright for me to just forget about her.
Ah… Yeah, I'm…
Pretty sure that in utilitarian terms it's fine not to spend time on a single individual that could be better spent helping a larger number of people more seriously in peril.
That is true.
And I'm not hitting on her, despite her dishabille and emotional vulnerability.
You know you don't get points for that, right?
I'm just making the point-
I
generate immobilisation stretcher constructs and
arrange the gangsters in neat rows.
-that I'm not anything like as dangerous to those around me as we both were worried that I might be.
I'm not really capable of worry, exactly. So why don't we just-. Ah. I'm not sure that she's allowed to do that.
What is-?
"Ma'am?" The young woman looks up from the gangster's wallet. "While I understand the memetic drive to loot the bodies, I'm afraid that's evidence in a criminal case. If you need money for a taxi I'm perfectly happy to give it to you."
She rolls her eyes but shoves it back into his pocket. I note that she's kept his phone, but… Whatever.
Alright, rule utilitarianism. People benefit from seeing justice done. The public legal processing of these men will improve people's faith in the justice system and discourage those who would like to bypass it. Particularly if I follow up and detain their competitors. Some of the needs they serve will still remain, but it's not as if small business owners
like paying not to have their premises ransacked. The
disadvantage of this is that they might get out or.. bribe someone to have the charges dropped. In which case killing them would be the superior choice, because if the system really
is that dysfunctional then there's no reason to work within it until it's fixed.
But I don't have any firm evidence of that, so it's time to contact the police. Probably the Mexican Federal Police, as they're less likely to be on the payroll of local gangsters.
So, in conclusion, I can fight safely like this, I'm not a threat to bystanders and I can still do work useful to the greater good. Alright, what would I have done differently pre-dosing?
You'd probably have run this past Batman first.
Increased confidence. We knew that was a symptom.
Yes, but it's a symptom because you don't care what he thinks, not because you're more confident in your abilities.
Our agreement is that I'd obey his orders, not that I'd be his slave. We've never said that I wouldn't take independent action. But, if you're worried about me
not worrying, I'll phone him now.
That doesn't make me worry less.