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Everyone's talking about the Colorado tragedy today. Of course, I have to, too. I walked into work and found it on the TV, leading me to ask Holly about it. She filled me in, and from then on, it was pretty much the only thing discussed with customers and the like.
Pan said he'd read that the shooter believes that he's the Joker.
Because really, the Joker was a representation of madness and treachery against the society we all have to learn how to live in. Evil? Yes, but in the sense that was a complete and utter psychopath with absolutely no sense of how people work, what they mean, and how to live with them. This bastard wants to be him, aspires to be him, and he's right. He can pretend that that's a compliment, I really don't care.
The last movie served up the option to glorify the character of the Joker, and people can come dangerously close to not just praise but admire him. And in some ways, that can be healthy; it gives us a chance to give them a sort of 'lab rat' treatment, exploring just HOW someone can be that fucked-up. In this case, however, the shooter slipped past the radar and got to experience what it was like to fulfill those fantasies involving murder, mayhem and causing sheer panic. In the end, people are dead, lives are ruined and dramatically changed forever and all the rest of us around the world can do is go online and post opinions, feelings and conjectures. Things will be wild for a while. People will accuse lack of religion in modern society (it's already come up), movie characters and video game violence.
Wouldn't you rather blame the one person whose judgment is that flawed? Personal responsibility, owning your actions--can we focus on that?
Ugh. I'm going to Carrie's, getting high on Xanax and ponder life's cruelties a while.
Pan said he'd read that the shooter believes that he's the Joker.
Because really, the Joker was a representation of madness and treachery against the society we all have to learn how to live in. Evil? Yes, but in the sense that was a complete and utter psychopath with absolutely no sense of how people work, what they mean, and how to live with them. This bastard wants to be him, aspires to be him, and he's right. He can pretend that that's a compliment, I really don't care.
The last movie served up the option to glorify the character of the Joker, and people can come dangerously close to not just praise but admire him. And in some ways, that can be healthy; it gives us a chance to give them a sort of 'lab rat' treatment, exploring just HOW someone can be that fucked-up. In this case, however, the shooter slipped past the radar and got to experience what it was like to fulfill those fantasies involving murder, mayhem and causing sheer panic. In the end, people are dead, lives are ruined and dramatically changed forever and all the rest of us around the world can do is go online and post opinions, feelings and conjectures. Things will be wild for a while. People will accuse lack of religion in modern society (it's already come up), movie characters and video game violence.
Wouldn't you rather blame the one person whose judgment is that flawed? Personal responsibility, owning your actions--can we focus on that?
Ugh. I'm going to Carrie's, getting high on Xanax and ponder life's cruelties a while.