Prime's Worm Hole : Lesson Learned: Life Is Not Fair

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Lesson Learned: Life Is Not Fair

What does the face of a killer look like? What could have motivated a seemingly normal kid to become a maniacal killer? How could this have been prevented?

Should we blame this all on politicians and the NRA? As the father of one of the victims proclaimed yesterday?

I don't think so. I don't know the specifics anymore than anyone else does as it concerns this kid who killed six and wounded thirteen in California yesterday, but I do know why it happened. If you watch his video and read his manifesto, its there. Plain and clear. As plain as the nose on your face.

While the media will seek to whip up a public frenzy from this latest incident that they will brand as another senseless act of violence, both the media and their readers and watchers will overlook the truth and the reality staring them plainly in the face. We live in a violent culture. A culture perpetuated by those in media like the killer's father. A culture where forced realities and unrealistic reality are the standard.

Why did Elliot Roger have to die? Why did he have to kill six innocent people? Why did he have to wound thirteen people and scar them and their families for life? What form of deprivation or abuse must this killer have endured to want to lash out so violently at innocent people? Listen close, he tells you the specifics and what are those specifics?

Well let's see. He was a young man from an affluent family. Attending college and seemingly provided with all the trappings of wealth. His father is a famous director. A man who specializes in making films about teen violence and teens and young adults attacking and killing each other.

So what could it have been that triggered this rampage? What terrible thing so scarred this miserable soul, as to make him commit the most heinous of crimes? I say watch his video, read his ramblings. Watch it and read it while it is still up, because it will eventually be pulled down. Its all in there. From the smirks he glares at the camera with to the pseudo laughter that accents his threats to annihilate those responsible for his misery.

Elliot Roger was giving a performance in that video. This kid was giving a performance that he knew his father would see. A performance that he wanted his father to see. After all, his father is a famous director. A man experienced with creating and filming violence, so what better venue for the son to stage his final performance of life. But was that the reason? I don't think so. As I said, watch the video. Listen to the statements Elliot Roger is making. Listen carefully to his words. Its all there. His motive is laced throughout his rambling dissertation of intended death and annihilation of those he held responsible.

Elliot Roger killed? Because life isn't fair. It wasn't fair that these women and girls were giving their sexual pleasures to other men. It wasn't fair that he was 22 years old and still a virgin. It wasn't fair that they never showed him the respect that he was due. Therefore, he was going to lash out and get them. He was going to kill them. He was going to annihilate them.

Listen to his own words and two things should become immediately apparent. He was a victim of unfairness and his resolution was the annihilation of those he felt were responsible. This is the society we live in. This is the society that indoctrinated his mind as it indoctrinates the minds of tens of thousands of others each day.

Everything should always be fair in this world of egalitarian expectations. Equal entitlement for all. Elliot Roger saw it that way. All those responsible for his own personal misery and hell? Well, they were equally entitled to be annihilated. Even when an individual (like Elliot Roger) is already more entitled than those he seems to despise, there obviously is room for emotional and sexual deprivation. This kid had it all, but he couldn't have sex with all those sorority girls he admitted to lusting about. Going to college, a 75K BMW, money to burn, everything a kid could want, but he couldn't get laid.

In the end, that's what it all boils down to. Life was unfair and so Elliot Roger was going to kill and annihilate as many people as he could in response. Think about perspective then think about the millions of other Americans of this and the previous two generations who share the exact same egalitarian indoctrination of expectations of life.

Its no longer about equal opportunity in this country, it is about equal outcomes and these kids are damn well going to insure that they get their "fair share." Six people died, not including Roger and you know what? By the yardstick of social and economic qualification that our society has chosen to embrace? Their deaths must be looked upon by some as a fair and just outcome. Trust me, there are those out there who will see it that way. Just as they will see and understand why Elliot Roger did what he did. "Its not fair man! It's just not fair!"

So there you have it. Lesson learned: "Life is not fair." Even when you have money and status and a famous father. Even when you are a "highly functional" Asperger Syndrome individual. Because? If life were fair? We wouldn't have greedy politicians and the NRA and the sorority sluts that deprive just young men of their sexual favors.

Elliot was young, isolated, sexually frustrated, and with victim mentality

Elliot Rodger was trying to act out the role of a film star when he went on his killing spree – to make up for the fact he felt like a failure in real life. Clearly he did not feel he had the status he deserved. In his last YouTube video, which he explicitly filmed to leave a legacy, he casts himself as a movie star. In another of his clips he appears to reference the film American Psycho, and it might be that he has taken the main character, Patrick Bateman, as a role model.

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Prime's Worm hole

This is a place for me to muse about the issues that affect our world. My world and my country and my life in particular. I can say what I want to here and those who may stumble across my musings, are welcome to comment,or not. America is under siege. Everything this nation has ever represented, is now being torn asunder and crushed by the onslaught of egalitarian socialism. All morals and social values have been devolved into the belief that systemic racism, is the only underlying cause or reason for any societal ills in America. And that representation, is nothing but a Trojan Horse argument. A means of getting the egalitarian camel's nose into the tent. And now that it has been inserted? There is mayhem and anarchy and burning and looting all across America. And the only questions that remains to be asked and answered? Are these. When is enough enough and when will the American people call full stop and take the law into their own hands, to repel this socialist based attack on the Constitution and our personal freedoms.

Thinking

It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties now and then -- just to loosen up and be a part of the crowd.
Inevitably, though, one thought led to another and soon I was more than just a social thinker.

I began to think alone -- "to relax", I told myself -- but I knew it wasn't true.
Thinking became more and more important to me and finally I was thinking all the time.

I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and employment don't mix, but I couldn't help myself.

I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau, Muir, Confucius and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"

One day the boss called me in. He said, "Listen, I like you and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job."

"Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."

"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a divorce!" "But Honey, surely it's not that serious." "It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver.

"You think as much as college professors and college professors don't make that much money, so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!"
She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no mood to deal with the emotional drama.

"I'm going to the library," I snarled
I headed for the library, in the mood for some John Locke. I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up to the big glass doors.

They didn't open. The library was closed.

To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for me that night.

Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Emerson, a poster caught my eye, "Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked.

This is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker.

I never miss a TA meeting. At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about how we avoided thinking since the last meeting.

I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home. Life just seemed easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped thinking. I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me.

Today I took the final step...I joined the Democratic Party

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If you are able,
save them a place
inside of you
and save one backward glance
when you are leaving
for the places they can
no longer go.
Be not ashamed to say
you loved them,
though you may
or may not have always.
Take what they have left
and what they have taught you
with their dying
and keep it with your own.
And in that time
when men decide and feel safe
to call the war insane,
take one moment to embrace
those gentle heroes
you left behind.

Major Michael Davis O'Donnell
1 January 1970
Dak To, Vietnam

Captain Michael O'Donnell was lost in Cambodia on March 24 1970, while flying a UH1 rescue helicopter, trying to rescue an eight man LRRP team under attack in Cambodia. He was listed as MIA along with the eight he had attempted to rescue after his UH1 Huey was shot down by enemy fire. The official military report listed the eight as shot down 'non survivable' and 'non recoverable.'

Michael O'Donnell was submitted for the Congressional Medal of Honor for his actions that day. He was awarded the Distinguished flying cross, the Bronze Star, The Air Medal and The Purple Heart and he was promoted to the rank of Major (posthumously).

In 1978 he was officially listed as KIA by the Department of Defense.

A little about the philosophy of the author

The Borg Conspiracy is one man's purely pedestrian thoughts, independent musings and frequently cheeky commentaries...Mixed with an abundance of patriotism, love of God, and love of country.

My thoughts?

In my opinion........in another generation, all that will remain of our once great republic, may be little more than what is left to weather the passage of time in the form of a few obscure and forgotten monuments to the great American experiment.

If America should fail....let it be written as her epitaph.....died by her own hand. The greatest experiment in freedom ever undertaken, lost in the end to the pursuit of the illusion that egalitarian tolerance was more valuable than individual freedom.

Let us be warned.
Franklin, Payne, Jefferson. They all knew the consequences of the lack of vigilance and they tried to warn us. They gave us a document as our guide post. We were to guard it and revere it and use it to guide and govern our future and our posterity.

No one listened.