I can kill because in God I trust.

You know, it would be cliche of me to write about this Va Tech shooting stuff.  And typically, It would be rather chafing to involve myself in whatever "tragedy" has befallen the local media.  But since I DO live in VA, I guess this is the one time I should say something.

So, some Korean kid went nutso and shot up a bunch of people at his college.  And awile ago, the same thing happened in Canada.  The media jumps on it, looking for a reason or a motive, and most normal folk are concerned about it for about 5 minutes then on to the next grocery list of growing problems we have facing our culture and country.

Here's a perfect example of how crazy I feel when this kind of stuff happens and people try to talk about it with me:

Mom: Did you hear about this shooting thing in at Tech?

Me: Yeah.

Mom: It's terrible.  What kind of sicko kills innocent people?

Me: Well, do you want a real answer or an answer that will make you feel better?

Mom: A real answer (Aren't I the "child" in this situation?WTF?!?!!?)

Me: Well, the fact is mom, everyone is dangerous.  Every person you pass on the street is about 1 step away from losing it.  Why?  Because our world is full of terrible and horrible things.  And some people aren't strong enough to face down the world and come out sane.

Mom: Why doesn't it stop?

Me: Because the media pundits and "experts" tell us to blame it on T.V, Movies, Rap Music and Video games.  Because bullying is accepted and rewarded in our culture.  Because might makes right and eventually the little guy gets tired of taking shit and he decides that instead of living a life full of shit, he's going to excute himself.  But since he's probably a coward (most people are) he needs a reason to off himself.  So he starts killing the people he thinks either did him wrong or are getting a better deal than him.  It's rather mundane and normal when you think about it.

Mom: Well, someone like that should just hurt themselves and not others.  God wouldn't want that.

Me: Well, I guess it's too bad that what we want things to be like and what they are; are two different things.

Mom: How can someone do that?

Me: I could have done it.  I mean, jesus remember when I tried to run those two assholes over in high school?  I just wasn't weak.  And while I hate my fellow man, I hate him for reasons that are beyond the petty "you made me feel bad" type of feelings. 

Mom: Oh.

And the thing about this, is that this guy who killed people was probably a decent guy who broke.  We wonder why this happens like we don't think about strangling someone daily.  Violence is a part of our DNA.  That doesn't stop me from thinking he was a selfish, and weak prick.  It's easy to sink to the level of those who have hurt you.  True strength comes from seeing their bullshit for what it is and deciding it's just not for you. 

Or maybe it's just proof we're all fucked and the end is near.