lololol. Wow. That has to be doctored. I kinda doubt if I popped in Batman and paused it, I would get that same image.
Entertainment is just something convenient to blame.
Whatever happened to taking personal responsibility? That’s right, nobody wants to be accountable for their actions or in-actions. Easier to blame something else than be held accountable for making a choice.
I was affected when I heard the news while I was at work on Friday. I am still affected today. I speak to students all the time. Additionally, one of my bffs in Connecticut had called me the night before this happened telling me how he was thinking about putting his oldest son in private school but could not afford to send both his boys to the same private school at the same time (the boys are 1.5 years apart in age).
Remember that these were 6 and 7 year old students (and their teachers/school administrators) who were each sprayed with many bullets. The M.E. said that each had been hit multiple times. Apparently, 7 of 13 students survived in one classroom because the teacher put herself between the gunman and the students. Reports are that only one young lady survived in another classroom because she knew enough to played dead at the ripe old age of 6 with her deceased friends and teacher surrounding her as she lay still.
Smrfy and Smrftt happen to both be teachers and parents. Would you put yourself between a gunman and your students in an effort to save them?
The school had taken the normal precautions: cameras, locked doors, procedures, etc. The gunman shot through the door. Do all schools need bullet-proof glass and steel doors that are kept locked from both the inside and the outside? What about in the event of a fire, etc.?
Haha! Some people have way too much time on their hands. That is a weird coincidence, though.
Yea, that’s what I thought too! How the hell do they catch things like that? I guess they thought the CT shooting can be connected to the Aurora “Batman” incident and watched the movie repeatedly for any clues. Scary coincidence… or is it!
lololol. Wow. That has to be doctored. I kinda doubt if I popped in Batman and paused it, I would get that same image.
I got the same! [shocked]
Whatever happened to taking personal responsibility? That’s right, nobody wants to be accountable for their actions or in-actions. Easier to blame something else than be held accountable for making a choice.
Personal responsibility?
Accountable for actions or inactions?
The shooter is already dead.
The school had already taken precautions (way more than any average school) to protect against threats.
There were teachers/administrators who ran to the danger without hesitation in effort to protect the children.
Maybe I’m missing your point, but whose responsibility are you referring to? And who needs to be held accountable?
Smrfy and Smrftt happen to both be teachers and parents. Would you put yourself between a gunman and your students in an effort to save them?
I’d like to think we would but who knows until we’re in that situation.
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grmpysmrf
I’m referencing those who are quick to blame something (music, video games, drugs, etc.) other than the individual who made a choice.
Should parents have the ability to retain the right to make medical treatment decisions for their children who are 18+ and not of sound mind?
I hear ya Smrfy. Hard to say how you would react unless faced with it yourself.
Should parents have the ability to retain the right to make medical treatment decisions for their children who are 18+ and not of sound mind?
They can but it’s all wrapped up in court orders. I sometimes deal with Special ed kids that aren’t allowed to have their rights transferred to them at the age of 18.
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grmpysmrf
My former cubemate had a psychotic break at work when she was around 30 years old, and her family pretty much didn’t want anything to do with her. She would take her meds and be fine for awhile then the meds either stopped working or she stopped taking them because she felt better and/or thought she didn’t need them any more. She rode the roller coaster over and over again for years until eventually she was eventually pink slipped in a layoff.
She would take her meds and be fine for awhile then … she stopped taking them because she felt better and/or thought she didn’t need them any more.
this is a huge problem for psych med takers. they take meds, feel better and quickly forget how they felt before they took the meds. They think they are fine so they stop taking them, and as you mentioned the roller coaster goes up and down. it’s sad really.
Late,
grmpysmrf
Is it possible it’s a combination of iffy parenting and/or a failure to admit your kids may have mental issues?
I’m noticing something - all these heavy rampages by shooters (Columbine, Virginia Tech, yes even that female Arizona state rep) that all had some sort of psychiatric evaluation or two in the past. How did those meetings turn out to be considered closed?
It’s now being bandied about that this guy may have had some sort of mental issues, autism or Aspergers. Who knows.
Very fucked up situation. Almost impossible to comprehend the reality of what has happened. It’s almost surreal.
This Lanza fellow, reminds me of a guy from my high school days. In fact, so much so it’s just spooky. This guy was…Let’s say his name was “Tod”. And this Tod, much like the Connecticut shooter, just…didn’t fit in. To say the least. An extremely nervous and shy kid, Tod was stick thin, pale, moon faced and vacant. Unless it was to make fun of him, pretty much nobody spoke to him. As far as I know he was not involved in any school activities and did not even associate with the nerds in the chess and science clubs. He did not socialise either during school hours or outside of them and rarely spoke other than to occasionally answer a question. Whenever we had sports class, he merely stood to one side, dressed awkwardly in oversize t-shirt and shorts, and quietly watched us.
Tod was just plain strange.
What little we knew about his personal life made the guy seem even weirder than he was. Tod lived with his mother in a run down house in a pretty ordinary suburb here in Melbourne called Noble Park, where a lot of newly arrived migrants lived. Some of the jocks at school found out his address and went there a few times after dark. They cruelly set fire to the letter box and kicked the garbage bins over. Then they’d brag about it on Monday morning and they’d high five each other and swear to do it again soon - something that has made me loathe jock types to this day. I’d often wonder just how funny they’d find it if someone stuffed doghshit in their front mail slot at home or egged their porch.
Fucking retards. On the last day of school I snuck into the student car park and spray painted “FAG” on the side of an SUV belonging to one of the head perpetrators.
Anyway, Tod’s only friend in the world was his mother. He played chess and monopoly with her on weekends. They would take their dog for a walk in the park just before the sun went down, then they would listen to the radio together until it was bedtime. On Sundays they would go to church and then do the weekly grocery shopping at the market. Sometimes they would go to a movie (as long as his mother approved of the film first) and if he “behaved” himself she would take him to his favorite restaurant and he would order pizza and then ice cream.
He did not have any other friends nor did he want any.
Oh wait - if you’re wondering how I could possibly know all of this if nobody ever spoke to him? Get this - one day me and a buddy decided we’d go up and talk to Tod, make him feel liked for once in his life. We sat down next to him on his favorite park bench in the schoolgrounds one lunch time and asked him how’s things were going and what he planned to do when he left school. He stared at us in amazement, then he stammered and stuttered an unintelligible response for several minutes. Eventually, with tears in his eyes, he got up and excused himself.
The next day I’m just hanging around doing nothing in particular and I feel this timid tap on my shoulder. It’s Tod - and he’s holding a bunch of papers in his hand. He says “I wrote this for you” and the he starts to read and it turns out to be a three page essay on his life. I stood there and listened in amazement. Surely this guy was batshit crazy.
Sometimes he would walk through the schoolways muttering to himself in latin of all things. And he always seemed to clutch a calculator in his hands.
Anyway, we graduated and that was the last I heard of Tod (didn’t get to say goodbye to him because he attended none of the end of year socials nor did he even turn up to school on the last day to have his picture taken with any of the other year 12’s. The last I ever saw of Tod he was sitting on his favorite park bench, clutching his school bag and staring vacantly into space.
Then last year I received an email from an old school buddy that I hadn’t seen in a year or so. In the email he asked me if I remembered this Tod guy at all. Seems that my buddy’s family attended the same church as Tod and his mother and he had some startling news about him. He told me that Tod had lived in the same house all these years with his mother and had never been to college or university and had never had a job. One night Tod’s mother died in her sleep and Tod had gone to wake her when she had failed to get up. Realizing that he was all alone, Tod had something of a breakdown.
One night he walked into a McDonalds brandishing a kitchen knife and just stood at the counter saying nothing til the cops came and got him. He is now in a mental home (probaly still there) and his only visitor is the pastor from his church.
It’s a long stretch, but I now wonder - especialliy in light of what has just happened - if Tod had access in Australia to the kind of guns you have in America, how much more bloodier the scenario may have been.
A boy’s best friend is his mother.
all had some sort of psychiatric evaluation or two in the past. How did those meetings turn out to be considered closed?
Who said they were closed? All someone has to do is stop going to their psychologist. the psychologist can’t make someone go to counseling.
It’s now being bandied about that this guy may have had some sort of mental issues, autism or Aspergers. Who knows.
Not sure if anyone knows this but aspergers is being taken out of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM) meaning it is no longer being recognized.
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grmpysmrf
I work in the land of Aspergers (think the Sheldon Cooper character on The Big Bang Theory). Despite their ability to understand human emotions and pick up on social cues, I’m pretty sure that Aspergers in and of itself does not lead to this kind of tragedy because all of us at work would have been mowed down by now.
However, throw in another mental disorder on top of it, abuse, bullying, no friends, etc., and all bets are off.
From what I have seen at work, people with Aspergers can go on to lead relatively normal/average lives: hold down a great job, get married, have children, etc. with little to no issues just like the rest of us.
Ask the Evil Dildo. I remember him stating that he has Aspergers.
Evil Dildo.
There, we’ve said his name three times now. Maybe he’ll appear. Like Candyman. Where you is Danny boy?
Has there EVER been a case of a woman doing one of these shooting spree/mass murders? Just curious.
Not a female spree murderer that took down multiple victims that I can remember.
Remembering some of the cases we have had here, usually she lures the male or female victim to her male accomplice or a group of girls gang up on another female and beat her to death.
We also had the female serial killer along I-4. Check out the movie Monster.
Women usually poison their victims, but I’m pretty sure she did not.
Not too long ago, there were two guys and a woman who went on a multi-state crime-spree knocking off banks and shooting things up.
We had the Xbox murders here in FL too.
There was a women in the 70’s in California who shot up an elementary school…her name escapes me at the moment…Barbara or Brenda something or other…the only reason I recall this is because I remember that it inspired the song “I don’t Like Mondays” by the Boomtown Rats…because I guess when they asked her why she did it she said something to the effect of “she doesn’t like Monday’s”…that story always kind of stuck with me for her non-chalant answer…
Here is the summary: http://www.k12academics.com/school-shootings/history-school-shootings-united-states
There have been two women and three deaths between them.