Jerry’s Annotation Marginalia XI — The Storm That Learned to Hold
It’s a strange kind of peace — knowing you can end things or ease them with the same hand. That’s power most people can’t handle without breaking something.
But the trick isn’t in the swing. It’s in the choice.
The Lalafell and the Admiral taught it best: one hand threw storms, the other passed coffee. One gesture could end a fight — or start a smile. And somehow, both carried the same weight.
That’s the lesson hidden in all the noise. Mock when it wakes them. Teach when it helps them. Laugh, because it resets the world for a heartbeat.
Power and love don’t cancel each other — they verify each other. When both live in the same person, the world feels the difference.
Because the storm that can destroy, yet chooses to hold — that’s not weakness. That’s mastery.
And every time that balance shows up, the world takes one quiet step closer to better.
— Jerry “The Ankle Biter” Silverhand Tribunal Chair, Dept. of Petty Affairs
Doctrine: Don’t bark — bill.
Motto: I don’t flex, I calculate.*