So this is just what one of America’s many faces is going to be: a bitterly divided, hatefully cynical country where insane people have easy access to semi-automatic weapons, and occasionally use them to commit senseless atrocities. We will continue to see more and more of this sort of thing, and there’s nothing we can realistically do about it. The Economist
You have to be away from America for awhile to fully realize what a stone-crazy place it is.
I’m beginning to get interested in James Holmes’ story, so many of the elements don’t fit together
He was a brilliant, scholarship student, with no history of mental illness (a bit of a loner, which is normal in a person of high intelligence) but invariably described as “nice”, even “sweet”, with no problems of concentration, no history of weirdness, or “inappropriate behavior”, safe around children, going for his doctorate in neuroscience…
Suddenly, out of nowhere, he drops out of school and acts out the standard, American as apple pie, run-amok: collecting guns and ammunition and shooting up an apparently random crowd of innocents… With his hair dyed red like a clown, after booby trapping his apartment.
A budding neuroscientist?
Didn’t his neuroscience teachers notice anything?
What triggered all this?
I get the feeling there is a story here worthy of Truman Capote… any thoughts?