Elliot Rodger Is A Son Of Our Times
A chap called Elliot Rodger goes on a rampage, kills six people, wounds other seven, exchanges gunfire with the police, then kills himself.
This would be a usual case of a madman tired of living, but it has an important difference.
The young Mr Rodger uses the social media to justify his acts, and employs all the kind of emotional bollocks so much en vogue nowadays.
He has no friends, to which he obviously feels entitled. He clearly has no sex, to which he also feels entitled. He has no societal approval, which is the gravest sin of the century.
The young man does not have everything that modern society deifies: feel-good feelings, good time and, obviously, sex galore. He feels, therefore, authorised to take a weapons and go frontally against the very society that deifies those very things it negates to him.
For a Christian, all this does not make sense. But think of it coolly: for someone whose gods are fun, sex, and approval, it suddenly does.
Now, of course Rodger was a madman, and his Asperger’s syndrome – no doubt now promptly exploited by the social nurse crowds; I can hear the cries of “poor lamb” and “what could we have done to avoid this horrible tragedy happening” already – is in no way excuse; because if it was, everyone with the same condition should be locked in a madhouse not tomorrow but, actually, today.
Still: this madman would, in other times, have at least continuous reminders that there are other values than fun, sex on the beach isn’t any kind of achievement, and friends are something that – Asperger’s or no Asperger’s – one is simply not entitled to. This would, it is to be hoped and reasonably assumed, have an effect on his brain, making what has happened far less probable. If your eyes are at least vaguely, distractedly, or occasionally towards heaven, it will be more difficult to become obsessed with one’ problems on earth; which, in time, might even help with a social life and, if not sex on the beach – which I am not advocating – at least a reasonably contented existence.
Mr Rodger is simply saying to the world: ” all that you have declared the very purpose of existence, you deny to me. Therefore, I will take revenge on you”.
Think of it again.
In the twisted, godless world of the XXI century, he is making sense: in a world without God there is no place for morality, and in a world declaring self-satisfaction the purpose of existence a life without self-satisfaction is not worthy of existing.
Elliot Rodger, lucid madman, is the mirror of the lucidly mad society of our times.