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What is evil, you may ask? Someone who will hurt others for their own gain? Someone who takes pleasure from the suffering of others? Someone who will wield a gun and murder children, all for the sake of revenge and self-satisfaction? Yes, evil is all these things. And it has shown its face in one Jason Lanza.
For here is a man who picked up that gun and shot dead his own mother, innocent children and brave teachers who stood in his way. Humanity gone from him, he embarked on a cold-blooded killing spree before taking his own life. Some pompous psycho-analysts have labelled him as mentally ill. I cannot begin to express my anger towards these so-called analytical psychologists who believe that what they read in a textbook holds the answer to all. This man was not mentally ill; he was intelligent, a genius, he knew exactly what he was doing, he was smarter than most of these pedantic experts and, most importantly, he was an evil on this planet that was allowed to fester and grow, ultimately causing the deaths of young lives – a tragedy that causes the whole world to weep.
Mentally ill? Don’t make me laugh – or at least, spit in disgust. Such a person knows the ins and outs of psychology better than any of those studying it. There must have been signs of the evil within this man. Undoubtedly, he detested society, for society will never address or direct its attentions to what such a person is thinking. But that is the difference in genius: some will choose to love, to make right what is wrong – while others will punish society … This man was part of the latter and it resulted in the deaths of innocents.
It is this type of evil that enrages me; this is the evil I can spot in a human being. There is a blankness behind their eyes, a lack of soul that feels no compassion or empathy towards others. We are taught to live a life whereby we can make money, build a roof over our heads, experience the luxury that society bestows upon us. But where is the lesson that teaches us to spot evil in its true form? To watch for the signs that splits this type of revolting creature from those who work only on love and compassion; where are the lessons to help PREVENT this atrocious act from occurring? No, there are none, and we are left only with devastation and suffering because society only wants the easy life and will not focus on what truly matters.
The fact that the American Government has not already imposed strict laws on the right to bear weapons is astounding; after the last school/college shootings, one would have thought this a top priority. Tell me, is the US government so uncaring and unfeeling; is that why it has chosen not to protect its own citizens? WHEN will they focus on what truly matters, the suffering of others, and be brave enough to act where it is necessary?
I wept, deeply; I cannot imagine any decent human being who would not be affected by such tragedy. Let us not forget the heroism of the teachers during this terrible moment; one Victoria Soto who lost her life locking her children in a closet, telling the murderer that they were in the gym before being sprayed with bullets. Such heroism is admirable beyond belief and I sincerely hope that this lady is revered for many years to come. Even in the most suffocating darkness lies light, and this lady, along with the other teachers who lost their lives, proved that even in the face of true evil, good can still prevail.
When you see the face of evil, when you spot that strange person who speaks to no one, who wallows in his own mind, who exhibits genius yet festers in darkness, DO NOT DO NOTHING. Speak to that person, try and get inside their mind. I have spent my life facing darkness and those who dwell within it. Some are lost but some can turn back. Undoubtedly this may sound insane to some but, quite frankly, I don’t care. This person wanted to punish society and there was an evil inside of him that consumed him in the worst possible way; Society must place more emphasis on the darkness of mankind and act when appropriate. What good does it do to teach children, teenagers or adults purely on maths, English, science, etc and yet speak nothing of the darkness within or morals or compassion and all those things that ultimately affect us in our everyday lives? How many more people are to to die before we start to take action to prevent such devastation?
These lovely little children are gone and the families are left behind to live with the pain of losing them for the rest of their lives. My heart bleeds and so do millions of others. I detest evil and this man represented it in its truest form. We must accept evil for what it is, not hide from it, but spot it from the start so that we may take action from the beginning, to crush it before it grows into a cancer that will ultimately explode. The suffering of others is the suffering of us, that is the duty we have as human beings, to feel the pain of others as we feel our own … I pray that prevention, not grief, will be the champion in days to come.
In my poem ‘Mr Devil & The Art of Suffering’ I hope to express why suffering is sometimes considered a blessing in disguise and that in order to grow as a person, trials and hardship are necessary; for only by hardship can true virtues demonstrate their strength; and real beauty can only be exposed by ugliness.
Out of suffering emerges beauty;
Torturous, masterful, yet painstakingly slow;
A torment of which few actually know;
Behind each line and permanent scar;
Define the lives of those who avoided lies;
Who conquered deceit and the obstruction of fear;
Who lived far away yet remained so near.
The devil crept and built a home inside her mind;
From betrayal he drove each rusted knife;
Into her heart for he wished to claim her life;
True danger prevailed when one path was lying.
The darkness, the ugliness, it grew so weak;
Weakness that slowly turned pitiful and bleak;
For festering beneath;
Lay love and compassion, it was the horror that woke it;
And with it he had to submit to defeat.
He was forced to flee from the tortured mind;
For ugly is ugly only to those who are blind;
The trickster’s mistake? Disturbing it from its sleep;
He failed to see;
That beauty is beauty only as skin is so deep.