|To seasonal madness and substitutes for love.
||[Apr. 13th, 2008|07:37 pm]
|||||Fluorescent Adolescent, Arctic Monkeys||]|
Finally, there's school tomorrow.
I was surfing the net, catching up with some news on the net and happen to saw the news about Cho, the "murderer" of 32 people in a college in the States long ago. Personally, I think he shouldn't be blamed totally. It's the discrimination from people he faces that drives him up to a wall. He's flummoxed, thus losing the ability to discrepate between what's right, and what's wrong. They should have seen it coming from the violent, morbid and mind disturbing scripts, poems and assignments he was told to hand in as an English major. Had anyone been a little more vigilant and took an initiative, it might not have ended up this way, though it's hard to predict what would have happened anyway.
Now, that brings the whole incident into yet another rising problem we face in the world today: Racism. Racism is defined as the belief or doctrine that inherent differences among the various human races determine cultural or individual achievement, usually involving the idea that one's own race is superior and has the right to rule others. Thats the thing we're talking about here. There was once this hit song by the Black Eyed Peas titled "Where is the Love", bet y'all heard it before, and part of the lyrics goes like this "But when you only have love for your own race, then you're bound to discriminate & to discriminate only generates hate". Now that's what I'm talking about. A plus factor to the tragedy is that Cho was a introvert, a loner. He had no one to confide in, had he?
All these blabberings, without any sense in them, are just exactly what I want to say.
I'm a tad happier today, there's school tomorrow. Yes, school. Say bye to those rotting days and sleepless nights.