The Joker’s Testimonies — Untitled Entry: Part 2
Anon: Do you actually believe anything, Joker? Or is it all just mockery to you?
Joker: I believe in patterns.
I believe people will defend a lie longer than they’ll defend each other. I believe power doesn’t corrupt — it reveals. I believe most heroes aren’t brave, just well-lit.
Mockery isn’t my faith. It’s my scalpel.
You think I laugh because nothing matters. Wrong. I laugh because too many things matter, and watching you pretend otherwise is exhausting.
I’ve seen revolutions sponsored, rebellions trademarked, and justice sold by the hour. I’ve watched men speak about “sacrifice” from positions exempt from it. I’ve seen morality turned into crowd control.
And every time, someone asks me when I stopped believing.
I didn’t stop. I just stopped believing you.
You want principles that bend when the pressure hits. You want rules that forgive the hand holding the pen. You want order, not truth — comfort, not consequence.
Chaos didn’t seduce you. It arrived already invited.
So no, I don’t burn cities or topple thrones. I let gravity do its job. I let lies eat themselves. I let people finish the stories they started and act surprised at the ending.
I’m not here to save the world. I’m here to remember it accurately.
That’s why I smile when the speeches crack, when the slogans rot, when the crowd realizes the exit was blocked from the start.
Not because it’s funny.
Because finally, nobody’s pretending anymore.