Unfortunately, before the year's end, we had a yet another tragedy. One that makes the human psychology seem so terrifying. I am talking of course, about the shooting in the elementary school in Connecticut that left 21 people dead (18 of which were children between the ages of 5 and 10 years old) and so many others scarred for the rest of their lives.
Apparently the shooter, Adam Lanza, was searching for his mother that worked in the school and ended up killing everyone on sight. There are even reports of children being shot repeatedly. Others managed to survive, but will never forget this day. People lost their children and there is nothing in the world that can make up for that.
The shooter had psychological problems, according to his mother. Of course he did. Which logical person would willingly kill 18 children? That had their whole lives ahead of them. Even though we are making jokes about the end of the world this Friday, the world may as well have ended after this event for the citizens of Connecticut.
There was supposed to be a limit, even to crime. But now we know there isn't. We stupidly thought that the great danger was in the high schools where the teenagers walk around with guns and lash out their problems. But apparently that isn't the case. We are growing more and more barbaric by the year, until soon we'll be killing each other off just because someone called us ugly! There is a huge problem that people refuse to face and it keeps leading to tragedies like this.
Once upon a time there was no internet. No iPhones, no cell phones, no e-mails. If you wanted to speak with someone, you had to go out and see them in person. However, that is not the case with our age. We are "evolved" and do not need to find people in order to talk to them. So eventually we become more and more disconnected with others and more connected with our own personal "little world", whether it consists of one room, one pc and one cell phone, or a whole house. And we call that little world our "comfort zone".
But what happened when we were young? When we were growing up? How did we become this way? We had to go through the harsh realization that no matter how hard we try, if we confess our problems to others we just come off as needy and weak. There were times when we had to deal with a lot, maybe even too much. And yet, when we turned to others for their help, they would brush us off, telling us that our problems are insignificant and that we need to "grow up".
So in the end we all secluded our selves in little bubbles. The "comfort zones". And we rarely allow others in, since we're afraid of what might happen to us. And we communicate through there with our few friends, people who we have let in our lives but we don't really trust. Trust? That's a heavy word. Sometimes we don't even like the people we call friends but since they put up with us, we let them stick around.
And what about this person that ended up being a killer? Or anyone else that has committed such atrocities. Were they really any different? Or did they perhaps just reach a boiling point of having too keep so much inside of them, that in the end they just burst and decided their lives weren't worth living anymore? Problems that may have seemed insignificant to their parents or their friends, but to them it was like their whole world was crashing down on them. How much could they take of being alone?
And yet, nobody comes up with this issue. Everyone talks about "gun control". Well, if there were better people then we wouldn't need gun control OR guns! A little more acceptance to the problems of others. A shoulder to cry on. A health parent-child relationship. These are all basics of human communication. People have problems. Instead of hiding behind a computer screen inside a closed bedroom door, they should be able to go out and talk about them. We have forgotten how to communicate with each other. And that's the saddest part.
Let me make myself clear at this point; I am NOT making excuses for the shooting! The person that did that was obviously out of his mind. I am just arguing the fact that there are so many of these tragedies in American schools. A repeated coincidence stops being a coincidence, to paraphrase a Greek phrase. So there must be a reason for this. And the lack of communication between people is the most obvious one to me.
May the souls of the dead rest in peace...
Apparently the shooter, Adam Lanza, was searching for his mother that worked in the school and ended up killing everyone on sight. There are even reports of children being shot repeatedly. Others managed to survive, but will never forget this day. People lost their children and there is nothing in the world that can make up for that.
The shooter had psychological problems, according to his mother. Of course he did. Which logical person would willingly kill 18 children? That had their whole lives ahead of them. Even though we are making jokes about the end of the world this Friday, the world may as well have ended after this event for the citizens of Connecticut.
There was supposed to be a limit, even to crime. But now we know there isn't. We stupidly thought that the great danger was in the high schools where the teenagers walk around with guns and lash out their problems. But apparently that isn't the case. We are growing more and more barbaric by the year, until soon we'll be killing each other off just because someone called us ugly! There is a huge problem that people refuse to face and it keeps leading to tragedies like this.
Once upon a time there was no internet. No iPhones, no cell phones, no e-mails. If you wanted to speak with someone, you had to go out and see them in person. However, that is not the case with our age. We are "evolved" and do not need to find people in order to talk to them. So eventually we become more and more disconnected with others and more connected with our own personal "little world", whether it consists of one room, one pc and one cell phone, or a whole house. And we call that little world our "comfort zone".
But what happened when we were young? When we were growing up? How did we become this way? We had to go through the harsh realization that no matter how hard we try, if we confess our problems to others we just come off as needy and weak. There were times when we had to deal with a lot, maybe even too much. And yet, when we turned to others for their help, they would brush us off, telling us that our problems are insignificant and that we need to "grow up".
So in the end we all secluded our selves in little bubbles. The "comfort zones". And we rarely allow others in, since we're afraid of what might happen to us. And we communicate through there with our few friends, people who we have let in our lives but we don't really trust. Trust? That's a heavy word. Sometimes we don't even like the people we call friends but since they put up with us, we let them stick around.
And what about this person that ended up being a killer? Or anyone else that has committed such atrocities. Were they really any different? Or did they perhaps just reach a boiling point of having too keep so much inside of them, that in the end they just burst and decided their lives weren't worth living anymore? Problems that may have seemed insignificant to their parents or their friends, but to them it was like their whole world was crashing down on them. How much could they take of being alone?
And yet, nobody comes up with this issue. Everyone talks about "gun control". Well, if there were better people then we wouldn't need gun control OR guns! A little more acceptance to the problems of others. A shoulder to cry on. A health parent-child relationship. These are all basics of human communication. People have problems. Instead of hiding behind a computer screen inside a closed bedroom door, they should be able to go out and talk about them. We have forgotten how to communicate with each other. And that's the saddest part.
Let me make myself clear at this point; I am NOT making excuses for the shooting! The person that did that was obviously out of his mind. I am just arguing the fact that there are so many of these tragedies in American schools. A repeated coincidence stops being a coincidence, to paraphrase a Greek phrase. So there must be a reason for this. And the lack of communication between people is the most obvious one to me.
May the souls of the dead rest in peace...
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