Fin de semana galáctico. El final de la tercera temporada de Battlestar Galactica es algo de otro mundo, digno de ser visto sin parpadear. Y este discurso (después de la foto) de Lee Adama en el banquillo de los testigos del juicio más emocionante que yo recuerdo en la televisión nortamericana en mucho tiempo es solo uno de los momentos desencajadores de mandícula de “Crossroads”. Lee nunca brilló tanto como en este episodio, dejándonos a todos con el corazón en un puño, y a muchos con las ideas del revés. Y Battlestar Galactica, a paso lento pero firme, va colocándose en el podio de mis series imprescindibles, las que llevo bajo piel.

Lee: Did the defendant (Baltar) make mistakes? Sure. He did. Serious mistakes. But did he actually commit any crimes? Did he commit treason? No.

I mean, it was an impossible situation. When the Cylons arrived, what could he possibly do? What could anyone have done? (looks at the courtroom audience) I mean, ask yourself, what would you have done? (looks at the judges) What would you have done?

If he had refused to surrender, the Cylons would have probably nuked the planet right then and there. So did he appear to cooperate with the Cylons? Sure. So did hundreds of others. What’s the difference between him and them?

The President issued a blanket pardon. They were all forgiven, no questions asked. Colonel Tigh. Colonel Tigh used suicide bombers, killed dozens of people. Forgiven. Lt. Agathon and Chief Tyrol. They murdered an officer on the Pegasus. Forgiven. The Admiral. The Admiral instituted a military coup d’etat against the President. Forgiven.

And me? Well, where do I begin? I shot down a civilian passenger ship, the Olympic Carrier. Over a thousand people on board. Forgiven. I raised my weapon to a superior officer, committed an act of mutiny. Forgiven. And then on the very day when Baltar surrendered to those Cylons, I as commander of Pegasus jumped away. I left everybody on that planet alone, undefended for months. I even tried to persuade the Admiral never to return, to abandon you all there for good. If I’d had my way, nobody would have made it off that planet. I’m the coward. I’m the traitor. I’m forgiven. I’d say we’re very forgiving of mistakes.

We make our own laws now, our own justice. And we’ve been pretty creative in finding ways to let people off the hook for everything from theft to murder. And we’ve had to be, because… because we’re not a civilization anymore. We are a gang, and we’re on the run, and we have to fight to survive. We have to break rules. We have to bend laws. We have to improvise. But not this time, no. Not this time. Not for Gaius Baltar.

(to Baltar) No, you… you have to die, you have to die because, well, because we don’t like you very much. Because you’re arrogant. Because you’re weak. Because you’re a coward, and we the mob, we want to throw you out the airlock, because you didn’t stand up to the Cylons and get yourself killed in the process. That’s justice now. You should have been killed back on New Caprica, but since you had the temerity to live, we’re going to execute you now. That’s justice.

(murmuring in the courtroom)

Judge Franks: Order. Order!

Lee: This case… this case is built on emotion, on anger, bitterness, vengeance. But most of all, it is built on shame. It’s about the shame of what we did to ourselves back on that planet. (looks at Adama) It’s about the guilt of those of us who ran away. Who ran away.

And we’re trying to dump all that guilt and all that shame onto one man and then flush him out the airlock, and hope that that just gets rid of it all. So that we could live with ourselves. But that won’t work. That won’t work. That’s not justice, not to me. Not to me.

2 pensamientos en “Justicia

  1. Una maravilla galáctica, si me permites el torpe y estúpido juego de palabras. Voy a terminar de ordenar la habitación.

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