Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Virginia Tech

I would like to send out some condolences to the families of the victims of Virginia Tech, and well wishes to those who are wounded and recovering. I wish I could give meaning or justification for there suffering, I wish I could tell them that their loved ones didn't die in vain, or that they died with some redeeming noble dignity.

And short of a few who died perhaps delaying or impeding the gun man, I can give no such words of, as I'm afraid they did die in vein, and there is no redemption of these events, and things will likely get worse before they get better.

Much like the last madman whom I refused to enshrine, ennoble or even dignify with a name, I will do not such thing with this sicko. I do not in fact no who he is, but I'm sure that will come out in your more reputable news sources.

Instead I would like to condemn this man, this monster, for what he is. A selfish, narcissistic coward. It takes conviction and courage to deal with life's problems, not super human measures of these virtues, but measures none the less. We all have it in us, the capacity to grit our teeth and continue, for some, whose lose there way, they choose a personal sacrifice, and we know we have failed them. Others, others who have had everything taken from them, whose lives know only pain and suffering, and yet they manage to rise each morning and meet the day, we have also failed them, for they shouldn't have to be so strong. For most of us, the trials are not so hard, but they define us, the lows give contrast to the highs and we know the value of ourselves, and others defined by these differences. This is life, and its worth living.

Some, some don't have this perspective, all things are negative, and all acts aggrieve them. These people are so self centered that they see all actions as spite to them, and themselves a victim of the world. They choose the cowards way. Its not easy to lose someone close to you, so I can only imagine its most difficult to lose yourself, and so when one finds that they thing they are lost, but cannot end it themselves, they chose some vainglorious death, one in which they are painted the victim not the villain. So I suspect our killer started his day with two eggs, bacon, toast and a side of revolver. Unable to bear the gun oiled barrel he elected to to find solace in the death of others, and his inevitable end by his own hand or the police.

The story to follow will be fleshed out in the media as time progresses, but we know how it eventually ends, our coward dead in an orgy of death, perhaps imagining he can slip through the pearly gates in amongst the crowd. Well I spit on him, and I spit on his grave, and I spit on his memory. Let him be forgotten and nameless, don't turn his name in to a crusade against school violence, don't politicize the event, forget him. The events should clearly be marked, those who died should be honoured, and not as heroes or as paragons, but as regular people, who had the courage to live. Once a list of them is available, I'll share it here, because they deserve notice.

As for the police, and the university or are taking a lot of flack for inaction. The truth, and I say that with little knowledge of "the truth" but a strong gut feeling, is that the shooting incident of the morning, while tragic, probably had all the hallmarks of domestic violence, and procedure was standard. Sadly these events seem all to common, when a jelous spouse, or a spurned lover or perhaps just an abusive monster, should take the life of there partner in heat of a rage. Its probably the most classic reason for murder on the books. So when something like this should happen there is rarely an expectation of a following murderous rampage. Police contained the dormitory, and processed the scene, and school officials thought it best to try and maintain normality. Neither could have had the for site to expect what would come (I am assuming that no note was left on the bodies indicating that the killer would just pop out for a coffee and then resuming killing anon.)

In the end the police perhaps could be criticized for not taking initiative once the second shootings were underway and sieging the building to end it. This is perhaps there failure, but they that is all.

Anyways, I think I have come around to my point, and that is for the record, fuck the coward, and spit on his grave. Remember the victims for who they are, and for the sake of civilization lets wait until the dust settles before we point fingers (Jack Thompson, I'm looking at you!)
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