When I open my eyes I see more death than life.
It’s all around me, the ground stinks of it. It’s all I hear about, it’s all I read about. The most typical reaction that I see is people finding a unit to focus the blame on. Do you know what I never see? People blaming the killer.
It’s as if blaming the one who actually yielded the weapon, the one who actually did the killing just isn’t enough. You need to find something else, something far greater in which you can dump your abhorrence. You can’t just blame the doer of a monstrous action, you also have to hold to account anyone who shares an extremely general similarity. This includes people who look the same, speak the same, share common names. This includes people who have never had a violent thought, people who only want to contribute goodness to this world, people whose only similarity to the guilty is a physical one; a physicality that you are so keen on focusing on.
Let’s get one thing straight: anyone who intentionally ends the life of an innocent person is a monster. As simple as it is plain.
What do they think they’ll gain from it? There are so many people in this world with so many practices and opinions, that going on a killing spree won’t change anything that they want it to change. All they’re doing is denying someone of growing up to know their mother, or their father, or their sister or brother. All they’re doing is stripping someone of their chance to live. When I read that people often kill themselves after they’ve killed someone else, it reminds me that they are people just as well. They don’t want to deal with any of the guilt or punishment that will come after their crime. So they want their final act to be committing murder? Is that really how one would want to go?
To be honest though, I don’t know what frustrates me more. The one who does the killing, or the reaction of those who hear about it. Some of the things that people say are truly disheartening, and those are the views that are on the path of making you as monstrous as those whom you are trying to eliminate. When you should be filling a time of mourning with prayer, or whichever way you chose to cope, you instead choose to fill that tender time with even more hatred. Even more killing, even if it’s verbal. You make the situation worse. Don’t you see?
Placing blame brings up an underlying issue. It’s easy to assign responsibility to all constituents of a particular category for the actions of one person. When you break it down though, when you try to trace the blame to the source that is truly responsible for why people act the way that they do, you are opening yourself up to face the incredibly demoralizing and soul-crushing reality that is the inability of humankind to dispel ignorance.
As dispiriting as it may be to embark upon this new train of thought, it is a much better use of our time to realize that every issue that pops up these days is rooted in a much bigger, ignored truth. A very small step to take is making sure, damn sure, that you don’t contribute to this ignorance. Sure, everyone lives life the way they think it should be lived. As long as you have the right to do that, don’t take away someone else’s to do the same.
Hashtag after hashtag, each wave of violence causes an eruption of responses that all say the same thing. “We blame ____!” If you are to place blame, place it where it is due. Do your research and back up your facts. But always remember that within our history lies a chasm of unjustified hatred. When you blame me for what some extremist did, just remember that somewhere in your search for justice, you have become the object of your own loathing.