I considered writing a blog post about Dylann Storm Roof in the vein of the New York Times, but in bizarro world. I thought better of it, because it would probably be taken the wrong way and misunderstood. I would paint Dylann in sympathetic light, and talk about his battle with drugs, and his bad family life. I would suggest that he was just a misunderstood boy. I would pull the focus away from the people he shot in the church, and put the focus on the demons he battled. I would be sure not to bring up the race issue. I would also be sure to use a photo of Dylann when he was young and happy to create further sympathy.
The late great comedian George Carlin once said…
You can’t be afraid of words that speak the truth, even if it’s an unpleasant truth, like the fact that their is a bigot and a racist in every living room, and every street corner of this country.
I couldn’t agree with him more.
This is the same stand up routine where he described how the stress of battle during World War I was effectively labeled SHELL SHOCK, and how in every subsequent generation the description had been neutered to appear softer and more politically correct.