Fighting gangsters is a need

Vicenta 2022-03-19 09:01:02

When you come out, you will have to pay it back sooner or later. Hong Kong-produced black movies (movies depicting the underworld) all aim at this point and open fire. They kill them or pay back their blood. No matter how fierce dragons are, they can’t pass the river. New York on the opposite side of the earth is no exception. Gang of dead pigs, a few red cannons will make you belch directly. No matter how dark gangs are, they are at best colluding with more and larger power groups, but they can never enter the center of power. If the ship is not strong, it is disadvantageous. The so-called rampantism is vain, because they all only bully gangs that are weaker than their own gangs. Collusion with larger groups, relying on crime and revenge to support the entire chain, once encountering a real big machine, it becomes an ant at the feet of an elephant, and loyalty, grievances, sentiments, and factions all become nonsense. It's not that the underworld can't control it, but it doesn't want to control it. Fighting the underworld is just a need. It was in Chongqing, and it was in New York during the Civil War.
The New York gang still talks about the American dream, but from a different perspective, starting from the history of blood and tears. There is an American dream in the whole world. Those who follow will prosper, and those who fail will perish. Hawkeye Bill is the latter. Under the trend of great unification, the so-called justice is just a slogan. The so-called peace must be won by war, and greater peace requires greater war. Peace is a function word, which has always existed since its meaning was born, but it has never been. War is a real word. There is no peace without war, but there is no real peace.

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Gangs of New York quotes

  • Killoran: Monk's already won by three thousand more votes than there are voters.

    Boss Tweed: Only three? Make it twenty, thirty. We don't need a victory. We need a Roman triumph.

  • [speaking of Bill the Butcher]

    Jenny: When I was twelve years old, my mother was dead, and I was livin' in a doorway. He took me in. Took care of me, in his way. After they cut out the baby... well, he doesn't fancy girls that's scarred up. But you might as well know in your own mind that he never laid a hand on me until I asked him to.