Elliot Rodger, the standard bearer for a generation of whiners.
“On the day of retribution I will enter the hottest sorority house of UCSB, and I will slaughter every single spoiled stuck up blonde slut I see inside there. All those girls that I’ve desired so much, they would have all rejected me and looked down upon me as an inferior man if I ever made a sexual advance towards them. While they throw themselves at these obnoxious brutes. I’ll take great pleasure in slaughtering all of you. You will finally see that I am in truth the superior one. The true Alpha Male.”
After he posted this on YouTube, poor, unloved, unappreciated Alpha Male Elliot Rodger apparently opened fire on students near the UC Santa Barbara campus in Isla Vista, killing several, before courageously taking his own life, the mark of all true Alpha Men everywhere who go on killing rampages.
Gee, Elliot Rodger, I wonder why you had so much trouble with women; could it have been because each and every woman you presented yourself to had an instinct about you, that you were bad news?
Elliot Rodger, standard bearer for a generation of whining men, who blame all of their dating problems on the people who decline to date them. The woods are full of them, and thanks to the Infernal Internet, these little cretins can all get together and commiserate with each other, or trade tips and how to pick up women, with all the finesse women have long been exposed to from buffoons in bars or the workplace.
Thanks to the Internet, and the 24-hour news cycle, we can convince ourselves that this is a new phenomenon, but I think that most of us – especially those of us who are my age – have seen this building for a long time now.
Men who like to be seen as intellectual tough guys talk about the “feminization” of men, but really, for decades what has been coming through loud and clear is the dehumanization of women.
I’ve met men (and I use the word “men” in the broadest terms possible) like Elliot Rodger when I worked in a poultry plant, and they railed against the women who wouldn’t give them a chance.
Stuck up bitches.
I have heard it from men who like to wave the Bible around, and would never consider even going to a church where a woman was in a leadership position, forgetting that Paul, while a leader of the church, was still just a man, and not actually God himself.
No matter – his words gave comfort to men who didn’t entirely trust women.
Men who can’t work for women without making lewd comments whenever they are out of the room.
Men who despise feminism because they claim they aren’t sure about what the rules are about opening the doors for women are anymore.
Alpha Males like Elliot Rodger should not be confused with men who are simply too shy, or lack the proper social skills to make a good first impression. I like to think that time is kind in these matters – it was in my case.
But some men are just filled with rage, and see any and all rejection as a sign that there is something wrong with the person making the rejection – these women can’t see the incredible opportunity the universe is offering them.
It is the women who are to blame. They are stupid, shallow, and only want a man with:
a nice car
a nice body
has lots of money
______ that I haven’t got
They aren’t worth your attention, anyway, except as objects of scorn. But still, the rage burns inside you, and women no longer exist as individual human beings, but as objects to be ridiculed, feared, mocked . . .
. . . and hurt, in some way, be it rape or even murder.
Elliot Rodger also left behind a 137 page “manifesto,” in which he tells the story of his life in excruciating detail. I haven’t been able to get through it all – and doubt I will try – but it seems apparent that even in his young life he saw himself as the Eternal Victim.
I hope to god that if I ever post something on the Internet like he did, someone has the good sense to call a cop, or a mental health professional. Personally, I think that anyone who watched it and didn’t is an accomplice of sorts.
Quote of the Day
Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go. – Oscar Wilde