Vim is the Samurai. There is stillness, then a flash of action, and the opponent's head is rolling on the floor. Vim has no time for your shit until you can demonstrate the basic decorum, but then will accept you dutifully as an apprentice.

Emacs is the wizened sage, able to bend time and consciousness at will, but can't remember where he put his keys. Emacs will reveal the secrets of the universe to those who are willing to don a robe and walk the path of wonder and mind-boggle.