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Originally posted by herrw
I listened as the drama unfolded in CT, and as others seemed to be horrified by the news I tried to be horrified as well, but couldn't. I tried imagining my own son in that situation, or my three-year-old goddaughter, but the unreality of it wouldn't allow me to feel anything appropriate. In times like these, I analyze myself, to try to understand why I might feel the way I do. That's when it hit me: there is something very wrong here.
Think about it for a moment. This is perfect timing for a horrific event. We're gearing up for what is nominally considered to be the happiest time of the year. Children are extatic over the prospect of a tree loaded with presents. Carols fill the air. Then, suddenly, there's a horrific event to shock us numb.
I've felt this way before. I felt this way when the news of the young black girl being pummelled by white republicans was released. I just knew that, within a day or less, it would turn out to be a hoax. And it was. I felt this way with Tawana Brawley (sp?) when the wild claims started circulating. I didn't feel this way about Columbine, or Waco, or any of the other horrific deaths which have occurred and grabbed the public conciousness.
So what do I know that I'm not telling myself?
I know that two brothers attacked a school in Newville, CT.
I know that one of them gained entry to the locked school.
I know that their mother worked there with special-needs children.
I know that their girlfriends were being saught in a purple van.
I know that one of their girlfriends was reported as being dressed in a nun's habit.
I know that it's christmas.
I know that Hollywood is currently spewing unending rants in favor of gun-control.
I know that NOW IS THE PERFECT TIME FOR SOMEONE TO DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS.
That last one is in caps, because it's the reason I'm waiting to feel anything. I can smell it. I can taste it. I can see it approaching like a leech stretching across the mud towards my leg. Am I the only one?
I would further like to ask the mod's permission to allow anti-me rants in this thread. If you need someone to rail at about this, lamblast me. Not only can I take it, but I won't take it personally. Let fly, to release the angst, so that we can all figure this out together.
But no matter how loudly you scream, or how many all-caps messages you leave, it won't change this feeling.
Something is very, very wrong.
Originally posted by cavtrooper7
I hear Lanza left no footprint internet wiseThis again appears strange.
Originally posted by Sphota
reply to post by Tikitiboo
Well, of course you're talking about the two semantic identities of the word "conspiracy"
One is its authentic meaning and one is its extended meaning that tends to be the meaning intended in most situations where the word is used, even here on this site.