Hello folks, and welcome back to Wrong Every Time. Today we’re returning to Trigun Stampede in a moment of crisis, as the Sand Steamer carrying our heroes to JuLai has come under attack from both Wolfwood’s old companion Livio and a small army of bandits. Confronted with this shadow of the boy he once sought to protect, Wolfwood’s alleged cynicism has been put to the test, as he struggles to uphold the same cutthroat critiques he has leveled at Vash’s idealism.
So yes, we are currently deep in The Good Stuff, matching this production’s most complex action tableau with its most urgent contrast of Vash and Wolfwood’s ideals. Both of them are fundamentally humanists, and both of them are also to some extent hypocrites; Vash’s pacifist values require him to often ignore the second-order effects of his actions, while Wolfwood’s callous odes to self-reliance hide an underlying desire to protect those who cannot protect themselves. But it is neither Vash nor Wolfwood who is truly wrong; these are all simply the consequences of maintaining compassion in a fallen world, where human existence is so fragile that the better angels of our nature must fight to overcome pragmatism and hopelessness at every turn. Whatever shields our leads must develop to maintain that humanist hope, whether it’s Vash’s selective perspective or Wolfwood’s fatalistic facade, it is far better to find peace with hypocrisy than to genuinely harden our hearts. Peaceful coexistence might be an impossible dream, but we must seek it all the same; ultimately, it is only when we lose faith in each other that we are truly lost.