Tragedy strikes once again in America. The tears flow, the anger rises, and the questions go unanswered.
The news breaks on that darkened night after a lone gunman dresses in black and makes a surprise visit no one ever expected. He walks in slowly in black garb and carrying at least four weapons. He tosses a tear gas bomb into the unsuspecting crowd who thought it was a part of the show, and then fires into the as if to warn. People scatter, and James Holmes starts to shoot randomly into the crowd killing the innocent. Babies, children, teens and adults were not discriminated and when the smoke cleared, thirteen would be dead and many more injured. His apartment has been booby trapped with trip wires and explosives. He only lived their one month. The FBI and police dismantled the devises. Some ask why or what triggered this rage, or fantasy. He was always in the fantasy but never figured out what he needed to do, until now.The trigger, moving out of his mom and dads house, perhaps. He would quite school and move into his own personal cave but not like the comic book hero, but the villain.
The story broke slowly, one news channel at a time as we learn of these tragic deaths. it was at “the midnight show at the new Batman movie.” I heard in the background. My first thought was to head over to my twitter and see what others thought. The FBI ruled out terrorism. I profiled the situation and sent out my response, my reaction, my first instinct, my evaluation.
“James Holmes was in a fantasy when he attacked the innocent. He is a child at mind, and lives in a comic book world. He actually thought he was a star at that theater, a nemesis to Batman. This stems from having no friends, no parenting, and living in a comic book world.“ He thinks he is the Joker.
The news still befuddled about the incident, only twenty fours later, would use my statement, my evaluation. The FBI used it also, eventually. Many would say, “He must have been insane.” If one decides to kill, anyone, they are not of a right mind. Anyone who kills another for any reason, is not society friendly and there is no fixing these types.
“One man killed people,” the headlines read, but it is deeper than that. This is indeed a tragedy. Babies were killed and will never get a chance in life, brothers and sisters, cousins, husbands and wives. This man, James Holmes killed a slice of a dream. The survivors will never forget this, the friends, and family who had loved ones killed, weep endlessly for their losses, and Americans grieve once more. Time will indeed heel the losses of those we love, but time cannot wipe away the tragic memory of that dark night. God bless all the victims, and may James Holmes rot in hell for all eternity.