Tup and Fives were so dehumanize toward the end of their
lives. It was so painful and disturbing to watch.
Like even after Tup died, he was still seen as an object
that the Kaminoans could take apart and observe. He was still dehumanized after
death and that’s terrifying to think about.
And Fives was heart breaking. Over and over again, he reinstated
in both words and actions that he was more than a number, that he was a person but he was still invalidated. He stood
there and stated that he wasn’t anyone’s property only for Shaak-Ti and that
Kaminoan to continuously argue over him and regard him as an object, property,
etc. it was like it was meaningless.
And I hated that. Hated how Fives was basically stripped of
his dignity, his credibility, hell he wasn’t even wearing his own armor and I feel
that was supposed to symbolize his identity and free will was being taken
from him right before he died.
And again, the people in power—Anakin in this case, didn’t
listen. They saw him as an object that was broken and that needed to be fixed.
That couldn’t be taken seriously. If Anakin saw Fives as a human in that moment
he would have helped him but he yelled at Fives instead and basically freaked Fives out. Anakin invalidated him just as Shaak
Ti and the Kaminoan did.
Idk, Fives and Tup deserved more and their deaths are the
most painful ones to me.
You can see his tragic progression from innocent baby batcher, to eager shinie, to serious trooper, tired ARC, and finally disillusioned soldier who understands he’s nothing more than property.
Part of it may be the lighting, but his cheekbones get more sunken as time goes on. 😦
So Wookieepedia says that Jango Fett saw the clones as nothing more than business. They were a job and that was all.
But he raised and trained 100 kids into soldiers over almost 10 years. He saw 100 kids every day for almost 10 years and he was in some way responsible for them. Yes, it might only be because he said he would, because he’s being paid, but after that amount of time you start to care whether you want to or not.
You watch these kids-with-your-face grow into adults-with-your-face. You’ve known them their whole (short, so short) lives. They look up to you, you trained them, taught them everything you could. And you don’t care at all?
Are you sure you don’t care? Or is that just what you tell yourself so you can sleep at night, knowing that they’re all going to die? If you can convince yourself you don’t care it won’t hurt as much when the inevitable happens. It won’t matter when they die because you never gave a damn in the first place. (That’s a lie, but it’s not one Jango lived long enough to have to face.)
Sure, one defected and you tracked him down and killed him. And then you felt so guilty you immediately set up a trust fund to take care of his son, even though you didn’t have to. That’s not the hallmark of a man who doesn’t care, that’s the hallmark of a man who only says he doesn’t. One who’s trying to save himself from the pain of yet more loss in a life already filled with it.
Step 1: it’s just a job, you’re getting paid well and you got a son from it. You Do Not Care about the clones.
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