before i begin, let it be known, you can skip all the middle stuff and just read the last paragraph to get the gist of everything im about to say...
I play violent videogames, watch violent movies etc. i've even, more than once, gone browsing sites like www.ogrish.com for the sole intent of seeing pictures/videos of dead/dieing people...pretty messed up, no? also i often have dreams of killing other people, generally people i know and like, and the thing is, in my dreams, i am often enjoying myself...
..as i've said before, im a very short person, but i used to be much worse...in 8th grade i was 4'4" in comparison to everyone else, where average height was 5'3" in my class...in 6th grade it was the worst, i was about 4' even, but this is when everyone started getting their growth spurts, so many people were suddenly much much taller than me...this may not sound like a big deal, but it is...i was always very scrawny, and nerdy looking...i had glasses, a buzz cut that was always a lil too long to be a buzz cut, and my nose was constantly running...i had asthma, and regularly had to take my inhaler or defibulator throughout the day...in 6th grade i went to a very very snooty school in Vegas called The Meadows (which just so happens to be what Las Vegas means in english)...Meadows is the school all the casino owners send their sons and daughters...most the cars in the high school parking lot are BMWs or Mustangs...even a few Roles Royces and antique classic cars...my family was poor, especially by comparison...they saved up alot of their money to send me and my brother there, lucky for them, we both got a 1/2 scholarship due to our high testing, so they only had to pay for one of us...i also had a bad habit for licking my lips, which would result in a 1 inch ring of chapedness around my mouth...this spurred the other kids to coind the name 'herpes-boy' saying that i had managed to get genital herpes around my mouth from 'sucking so much dick' ...at the time, i wasn't very sexual yet, leading the other boys to decide i must be, in fact, gay...i had no friends, and couldn't stand being around the other students to the point that i never ate in the cafeteria, i always ate in a small side hall outside the gym...eventually this drew other nerdy kids to come there, which brought on magic tournaments (magic the gathering, a card game)...the teachers at meadows are terrible depraved human beings...this never helps things...much like how Death-Waud described his teachers, they would do similar things, bashing those kids who couldn't do sports (see also: me), bashing those kids who didnt have straight A's (again, me) etc.
now, for any who took the time to read all that crap about my backstory, deos that not totally sound like i am exactly the type of person who would go on a school shooting spree? i mean, everything is the same...im desensitised to violence, was bullied often and severely (i didnt feel like going into the physical bullying), i enjoy killing people in my dreams (and thats always someone like, my brother, or one of my current friends)...i even had access to guns, and knew how to make bombs! apparently, i do have ADD (bs), but i never did take my ritalin...now, why didn't i go shoot up my school, and they did? well i think a couple reason might explain this:
1) it was never an option for me...i thought about hurting them and stuff, but never did it really occur to me that it was even really possible (i dont know why it didnt occur to me, it just didnt) that i could do something like that, until later, when i heard the news talk about stuff like that
2) i had an outlet, maybe they didnt? playing videogames, for me, calmed me, alloud me to forget them, relieved my stress...breaking things also helped
3) i was intelligent enough to comprehend religion, and was actively part of one (not: 'my parents baptised my Catholic, so im Catholic bs')
4) my parents always emphasized and re-emphasized appearence...so long as i appeared healthy and intelligent etc. they would not bother me, would not punish me...if i were to do something like harm one of them and they found out, i could comprehend that punishment from them (as opposed to something so vague and far off as prison and the government)...this kept me from ever getting into fights with them, or crying in public, or anything else like that...
...i always felt like they were building a column...everytime they would make fun of me or trashcan me, i'd get annoyed/pissed, and i could see some internal column that they were adding another layer to...this column would grow taller and taller until eventually, i could no longer support it, and i'd need to vent...usually this involved breaking things like trees with things like swords...and then i'd have a good cry about it, and by the next day the column would feel shorter, and lighter again...and i'd be able to take more punishment...
...only twice did i actually end up in a fight, as i always felt inferior to them...once, towards the end of my 6th grade year, i had a friend finally, and they were picking on him like they usually did me...so i broke the leader kid's nose...the end of that year i couldnt stand it anymore, and got myself kicked out of Meadows...i decided in whatever school i went to, i would not allow myself to become this again...so the next year, the first kid to pick on me ended up with a broken nose and lost a tooth, after that they accepted me, although not as a friend...
personally i think it is the parent's responsibility to watch their kids...true, they are to blame for their actions, but teenagers are stupid and make stupid decisions all the time... http://abcnews.go.com/sections/living/Medi...18_teenage.html ...this article explains alot...really, teenagers cannot make choices entirely rationally...the judgemental portion of their brain is...off...during those years. If parents are there to help and be supportive, yet set rules and consequences, children tend to grow up much healthier and happier...i got the second half of that...the rules and stuff...though my parents were never around...i always thought that they thought of me as a sort of doll they would take out my storage in my room whenever they needed to parade me around in the public for appearence's sake (which i now see was not true, but i was a teenager)
basically put, the media is evil, and should really be more careful as to how they report things, and in what light...also, while im not saying the columbine kids arent in blame in part, i think it is really their parent's fault...parents in America in general need to stop blaming video-games, TV, movies, and other things like them for their own failures...if they think a certain video-game causes violence in teens DO NOT LET THEM PLAY IT if you think a movie will desensitize them to violence DO NOT LET THEM WATCH IT it is YOUR responsibility to regulate them, and if you think you're being too strict, you'll know, cause they'll reach a breaking point and let you know, in one fashion or another, that you need to give them a little more room...teenagers, while they do make these such decisions, arent really ready to handle such decisions...also, if you find you are over stressed etc. you need to find a HEALTHY outlet...like sports, reading, or videogames...and lastly, bullies only pick on you cause you let them...
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