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The Virginia Tech shooters America problem.
Jerry Bowyer, National ReviewWe know a lot more now than we did on Monday. And we know for sure that Cho Seung-Hui had a problem with America. Today, of course, we are being bombarded by the contents of a package sent by the killer to the folks at NBC: videos, photos, writings, and ramblings all disturbing and in their own way telling. . . . The writer goes into detail on some of Cho's writings. It sounds like the same sort of stuff you find on a lot of "progressive" blogs. Envy, deep and powerful, comes through it all. Resentment against our society. Christianity, capitalism, and sports all take their hits. This was a man who hated the American regime our very way of life. And he took a Muslim name to register his discontent Ismail, the preferred Arab spelling of Ishmael, Abrahams first son, the disinherited son who took second place to the wealthy Isaac. Do I blame Islam for Cho Seung-Hui? No. He was a curse on Islam, not the other way around. Do I blame films such as Super Size Me for his extreme and bizarre attitudes toward the eating habits of a good many Americans? No again. Do I blame the New York Times and its obsession with wealth-inequality for his hatred of rich kids? No, once more. But I will go this far: There is a rising tide of resentment in our country against the so-called rich, and Christianity, and a Big Mac with fries. Talk-show hosts, op-ed writers, documentarians, and authors of all stripes take part in it. They speak to psychologically healthy audiences, although the bent and wicked are listening in too. Cho Seung-Hui, it seems to this writer and radio host, was exposed to all of it. He gulped the resentment in the air, chewed it over in the dark corners of his soul, and then released it in a torrent of rage. He alone is responsible for his actions, but our society can either stir up hatred or pour oil on troubled waters. Unfortunately weve gotten better at the former and worse at the latter. Its like poisonous mercury in the ocean. For some reason, a number of fish pick it up but never purge it. The poison grows in concentration, until the life is irreparably lost. Posted by: Mike 2007-04-20 |
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