I had some Thoughts™️ about the latest protocol episode. The guy giving the statement helped Lady Mowbray with her Hunt. But she still killed him in the end.
Something something your complicity with the systemic violence by the wealthy against your fellow workers will not save you in the end.
The Magnus Protocol 15- Aristocracy, violence and The Hunt
Spoilers for episode 15 of The Magnus Protocol 'Well Run'
The theme of this episode was a familiar one, very familiar. Yet hearing it done, Magnus style, with that level of precision, with that language, with that local knowledge, with that .. horrible simplicity.. It absolutely brought home that this theme of the rich at hunt- turning the common people into their prey- is nowhere more at home than with the British aristocracy.
The world of our aristocracy is at once both distant and familiar, and such a mix of the violent and the genteel. That veneer of venerable elegance, civility and nobility over some memory that the nobility achieved their place in the world with blood and violence. Nobles shed blood and wasted the lives of ordinary people for their power, they fought each other, and beseiged others in the castles they now hold weddings in. They were terrorisers, of the populous if they wanted to be, their rule could be absolute when they wanted unless another noble stopped them. Their protection, their civility, hoped for - sometimes granted- but not guaranteed.
And they have always been willing to see the common people as expendable, and to turn those who could be united against them against each other instead. As the main character in this could have been united, if he'd chosen to protect his colleagues. Yet instead this military man, turns on his own, he does as he is bid, he inflicts upon them all the horrific violence he's inured to doing at the biddings of others. And it does not spare him. He is not one of them. There's no hard feelings, about that. You simply cannot be, if you were not born one.
This episode reminds me, of all that violence under their surface. That people used to be shot, for walking onto local property, that 'poaching' was a crime the gamekeepers -fellow non aristocrats, like the main man in this story- could kill ordinary people for. That the Queen loved her blood sports. That in every venerable old mansion, there's tokens of war, and of the hunt lining the walls. That there's dead tigers, bears, leopards, every exotic animal across the globe they made it their business to hunt and kill.
I go for walks on the local estates owned by aristocrats (one of them was once even owned by someone with) and I am glad to get to admire the beauty of the place. They are spectacular, idyllic, wonderful. They have their marquee tents, out, for weddings and events. And shoots. And occasionally, the gunshots ring out.
In conclusion- stellar class symbolism in this. Including that recognition of potentially one of her own from Lady Mowbray 'You wouldn't happen to be one of the Cheshire Bouchards, would you'?.
Meanwhile, that ending, the lyrical, creepy, hopeless poetry of the victim, struggling, drowning on land. Opening her eyes, white, to look at Alice.