(Cue up: “Jalwa” by Dahler Mehndi/)
(FADEIN: El Arco Iris stands in front of the reflecting pool by the Lincoln memorial, just where Psycho was earlier. Hey, it’s a popular spot, why shouldn’t a lot of people go there?)
El Arco Iris: Over the past few weeks, El Arco Iris has been undergoing vast preparation for a grand task ahead, perhaps the first great step El Arco Iris has ever taken in the path of El Arco Iris’ career. Physical as well as mental preparation is required indeed, but lately El Arco Iris has been undergoing quite the amount of self-examination. El Arco Iris has needed time to reflect on the questions so many people ask El Arco Iris day after day.
”El Arco Iris, why do you devote yourself to a hopeless cause?”
“El Arco Iris, why do you hide behind your mask like a coward?”
“El Arco Iris, how do you expect to win without hate, without anger? You are incomplete!”
These seemed at first complicated questions to answer. But then El Arco Iris came here to D.C., and I saw the steps of the Lincoln Memorial. The very same steps Psycho was standing on to profess his sadistic desires…just 40 years ago, stood a man who fought for as hopeless cause. This was a man who represented a bastion of faith at a time when so many people had lost it and became apathetic. On these very steps those millions who had accepted injustice as the status quo found a reason to try and change the way things are, just from the faith of one man. El Arco Iris would probably think that it would be going a little too far to make such a grandiose comparison with a man of such impact, but El Arco Iris was only served to once again realize that as long as one person has faith that the world can be changed, then it will be so, despite the seemingly insurmountable forces that oppose you.
(El Arco iris stares thoughtfully into the pool and runs his fingers over his mask.)
Iris: Psycho, you tore El Arco Iris’ mask. You removed it. You must realize that it was not because my face was shown that was the problem, but in taking El Arco Iris’ mask and removing it, you spat upon everything that El Arco Iris stands to represent. El Arco Iris wears this mask for many other reasons behind it being stylish. El Arco Iris is not a person, no. To those who say El Arco Iris not a man, incomplete, perhaps they may be right. El Arco Iris has no face to show behind this mask, because no one person can represent the meaning of El Arco Iris. El Arco Iris is that glow you get in your heart when you know you’ve done the right thing. It’s the tingle in your cheeks when you have done something to make even the most insignificant life a better life to live. It’s the warmth that fills streets and causes men and women to rise, and fight for what they know is justice, just as what happened nearly half a century ago. Psycho intended to tear asunder that which can never be broken, and Rat Fink had abandoned long ago, and thus became truly misguided. El Arco Iris is what so many people inside the ring and out lack, need to have restored, and that, perhaps, is faith.
Rat Fink lost faith in humanity, like a great deal have before, but in his case it drives him to dominate those he views as inferior, that being everyone else. El Arco Iris must ask Rat Fink, how his scheming and devising, his belittling and Napoleonic obsession with superiority can help him bring about world domination, when no man can ever dominate his own avarice and envy, and is eventually consumed.
Psycho lost faith in his opponents, and thus became like a drowned corpse, bloated with his own pride. Ew, why did El Arco Iris invoke such morbid imagery? Ummm…like a brightly colored dirigible, inflated by his own ego. El Arco Iris has endured beating after beating, verbal and physical maltreatment, and it is once time for Psycho to realize that a true champion is a man whose spirit cannot be weakened with a steel chair, or the most painful submission holds, a man who does not cave in to despair and anger, but a man who can warm hearts and raise smiles, a man who will conquer the wrongs done him, just as that one man, who had centuries of evil practices staring him down, accomplished with his faith and his hope, and his dream.
When the cherry blossoms fall, it will signal autumn in the year of the old guard, and new buds will be ready to grow in their place. When the cherry blossoms fall, WFW will have a champion who will add quite a bit of color, and put a SMIIIIIIILE…(traces smile on his mask with his thumb)…on your faces!
(Fade to Rainbow)