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Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsEvidently the Chardon OH shooter had a Facebook post up...
http://www.bellenews.com/2012/02/28/education/chardon-high-school-shooting-a-second-student-died-after-police-identified-tj-lane-as-the-shooter/In a time long since, a time of repent, The Renaissance. In a quaint lonely town, sits a man with a frown. No job. No family. No crown. His luck had run out. Lost and alone.
The streets were his home. His thoughts would solely consist of why do we exist? His only company to confide in was the vermin in the street. He longed for only one thing, the world to bow at his feet.
They too should feel his secret fear. The dismal drear. His pain had made him sincere.
He was better than the rest, all those ones he detests, within their castles, so vain. Selfish and conceited.
They couldnt care less about the peasents they mistreated. They were in their own world, it was a joyous one too. That castle, she stood just to do all she could to keep the peasents at bay, not the enemy away.
They had no enemies in their filthy orgy. And in her, the castles every story, was just another chamber of Lucifers Laboratory. The world is a sandbox for all the wretched sinners.
They simply create what they want and make themselves the winners. But the true winner, he has nothing at all. Enduring the pain of waiting for that castle to fall. Through his good deeds, the rats and the fleas.
He will have for what he pleads, through the eradication of disease. So, to the castle he proceeds, like an ominous breeze through the trees. Stay back! The Guards screamed as they were thrown to their knees. Oh God, have mercy, please!
The castle, she gasped and then so imprisoned her breath, to the shallow confines of her fragile chest. Im on the lamb but I aint no sheep. I am Death. And you have always been the sod. So repulsive and so odd.
You never even deserved the presence of God, and yet, I am here. Around your cradle I plod. Came on foot, without shod. How improper, how rude. However, they shall not mind the mud on my feet if there is blood on your sheet.
Now! Feel death, not just mocking you. Not just stalking you but inside of you. Wriggle and writhe. Feel smaller beneath my might. Seizure in the Pestilence that is my scythe. Die, all of you.
Read more: http://www.bellenews.com/2012/02/28/education/chardon-high-school-shooting-a-second-student-died-after-police-identified-tj-lane-as-the-shooter/#ixzz1nhSKh0Yl
Bicoastal
(12,645 posts)...that poem is awful.
sofa king
(10,857 posts)TroglodyteScholar
(5,477 posts)jwirr
(39,215 posts)TJ Lane a boy or a girl? I have not read that fact.
qanda
(10,422 posts)I just don't know what to think of this rambling. In some ways, it seems like had the kid channeled his talent correctly he could have been a deep thinker and good writer but in other ways it just seems sick and twisted. I just don't know.... Praying for the families. No parent should have to bury their child.
closeupready
(29,503 posts)why, and how he came to be an outcast.
Condolences to the family and loved ones of all those who have been effected.
leftyohiolib
(5,917 posts)i ate lunch in stairwells cause i couldnt bring myself to sit alone at a table in the crowded lunch room after lunch sometimes i'd sit there a quitely cry a bit . if i heard people coming i'd gather my stuff and leave but i never in the 4 miserable years of high school thought of bringing a gun to school although i spent four years wishing i were dead i never thought of killing anyone. that was 76-80. i dont think i could have got a gun if i tried. i did graduate , but graduated as an alchoholic at 18 the drinking started junior year. lots of fun
closeupready
(29,503 posts)Was it every day, or just once a month, for example?
If your husband raped you every night, juries have held that wives can fight back.
I think we need to look at how we got from point A to point B. If it turns out he was simply a psychopathic killer and there was no way to predict this, so be it. If it turns out he was being tormented and taunted on a daily basis, it's important to know that, in order that we can understand the seriousness of how cruel kids can be with each other.
leftyohiolib
(5,917 posts)jump and plant their foot in my back causing me and all my books to go flying and then the laughter would start. people would throw stuff at me in the lunch room it would splat on the back of my head if it was food (thats why i avoided the lunch room) i just took it and swallowed it down eventually i just got ignored. oh yeah in gym in was the fat retard. when the kids were choosing sides i was always last and when i got stuck on a team (cause there was no one else) you could count on someone saying "ha they got stuck with the fat retard" crap like that ,after a while i started avoiding everyone, spoke to no one and no one spoke to me. i didnt dare ask a girl out. teachers just passed me along even though i clearly had little idea of what i was doing.
junior year got a little better part of the group who took turns sending me flyng graduated so they were gone. senior year got alittle better. but then again i was drinking so maybe i just cared less and less.
a la izquierda
(11,797 posts)I'm so sorry!
I remember when I was about 7, I made fun of a girl because of her name. Well, my teacher found out and promptly sent me to the principal's office...which was right next to my grandma's office (grandma was the nurse). Holy cow, did I get it. And then did I get it again at home when my parents found out.
I never made fun of anyone again. I actually got beat up in high school for defending my friend, who was a "nerdy" kid.
Fumesucker
(45,851 posts)I've had it thrown at me several times here over the years..
Oh, and I never even went to my HS graduation ceremony, I hated the place that much.
Just to let you know that you're not alone.
leftyohiolib
(5,917 posts)the only reason i even picked up my diploma was because i needed it for a reason i cant remember but i picked it up 5 years after graduation
lapislzi
(5,762 posts)I did a lot of crappy pseudo-medieval writing in HS, but I never killed anybody in life or in print (people I didn't like were dispatched by their own ineptitude in my stories)
I also didn't have sex and death and christianity all muddled up into some tortured fantasy.
My amateur reading says the "castle" is an unassailable, unattainable girl. Just a hunch.
Edit: apparently, my writing is still crappy...and I can't spell.
deutsey
(20,166 posts)So your reading may be close.
lapislzi
(5,762 posts)If you cannot attain the object of desire, vilify it and everything associated with it.
mihop at IHOP...
(4 posts)of writings? I'd almost think the CIA was involved in the FB narrative, with a little help from Tinsel Town....
zappaman
(20,606 posts)The shooters always want the world to know why they did it.
Whether they want people to empathize or just some delusions of grandeur, I can't say.
Depends on the mental state of the individual shooter.
ohiosmith
(24,262 posts)"He was better than the rest, all those ones he detests, within their castles, so vain."
lapislzi
(5,762 posts)Conflated with some overwrought christian notions of "purity."
zappaman
(20,606 posts)Delusions of grandeur.
Noodleboy13
(422 posts)But chilling and disturbing nonetheless.
peace,
Noodleboy