Treize Khushrenada, There’s a lot about the fellow worth mocking, but I’ll
start with the name, one of those inane creations of Japanese writers -- I use
the term generously here -- that are too lazy to find a western phone book or
watch an American movie. Instead, they give the poor bastard a number (a
French one) for a first name and a permutation of “Khrushev” for the last
name. (As if moving the “r” and tacking the “nada” on the end is
going to fool anyone.) I’m sure ol’ Nikita is rolling in his grave.
Of course, they don’t go so far as to make him Russian, rather, they make
him the generic, store brand European that all the other white characters are.
Oh, yeah, and he’s based in Luxembourg, one of those tiny countries
that only get mentioned in history books when they get their asses kicked.
Why he chooses to base himself in a nation that has less going on then Burkina
Faso I haven’t the slightest idea. (I guess we just have to blame it
on the writer who was jerking off during geography class.)
Now that we’ve covered the truly
important stuff, let’s touch down on the trivialities. Treize is best
classified as fascist. He’s so much so that I think the main reason
they make him European is so that no one will mistake him for Tojo (For
once I’m dead serious). He thinks war is a splendid little thing and
people should spend more time doing it. (He also rants and raves about
chivalry from time to time, for him this seems to mean wearing pretty costumes
and laying off the robots when killing other human beings. Fascism with
a human face, perhaps?)
The theology of Treize is equally
disturbing. It goes like this. God likes people like him.
He’ll even help them knock off a few enemies if he’s in a good mood.
Treize is also big on human sacrifice. No altars or priests, but
that’s pretty much the gist of half his nonsensical speeches. (He even
uses the word “sacrifice” when talking about the assassination of some
hapless jerk.)
