What has replaced it? I’ll tell you what: a devil’s brew of Godless political correctness, children without parents, teachers without control, nihilism in theory and practice, and Hollywood glamorization of guns, sex and death. Will someone please explain to me where this character T. J. Lane’s parents were when he was posting stuff like the following on his FB page? (I’ve redacted some of the more “poetic” sections.)
In a time long since, a time of repent, The Renaissance. In a quaint lonely town, sits a man with a frown. No job. No family. No crown. His luck had run out. Lost and alone. The streets were his home…. His thoughts would solely consist of “why do we exist?” His only company to confide in was the vermin in the street. He longed for only one thing, the world to bow at his feet. They too should feel his secret fear. The dismal drear. He was better than the rest, all those ones he detests, within their castles, so vain. Selfish and conceited. They couldn’t care less about the peasents they mistreated…. They had no enemies in their filthy orgy. And in her, the castles every story, was just another chamber of Lucifer’s Laboratory. The world is a sandbox for all the wretched sinners. …“Stay back!” The Guards screamed as they were thrown to their knees. “Oh God, have mercy, please!” I am Death. And you have always been the sod. So repulsive and so odd. You never even deserved the presence of God, and yet, I am here… they shall not mind the mud on my feet if there is blood on your sheet. Now! Feel death, not just mocking you. Not just stalking you but inside of you. Wriggle and writhe. Feel smaller beneath my might. Seizure in the Pestilence that is my scythe. Die, all of you.
“Vermin in the streets”? “…He was better than the rest”? “…all those ones he detests”? “…their filthy orgy”? “…blood on your sheet”? “…I am Death”? “…Feel death…inside you”? “…Die all of you”? Really? If my 17 y/o started posting stuff like this on FB I would have him commited for crying out loud, or at least taken in for a thorough mental examination by a trained professional. What in the world was he thinking? My guess is some little high school girl gave him some sex and then witheld it for whatever reason. To some teen boys, sex is still so new and powerful it evokes all kinds of drama and is redolent of courage, knights in shining armor, chivalry and, dare we say it? Romance. Certainly, thier take can be quite warped and may conjure all kinds of feelings of shame, “love”, rejection and immediacy with which they cannot cope. Of course, I could be wrong. It may simply have been depression. It may just have been another confused teenager. Whatever it was, it took the only form now acceptable in schools – nihilism, violence and death. Call it the leftist PC zeitgeist if you will.
Whatever one thinks of self absorbed teachers’ unions, idiotic enviro propaganda masquerading as curriculum and godless, media inspired PC trash considered as the only acceptable guide to speech and behavior, prior to the state’s removal of God from the classroom, I cannot recall one school shooting, can you? Philippians 4:8 states: “Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.” Might not be such a bad idea. It certainly would have helped this T.J. Lane character. And where were his parents again? Oh yeah, I guess they were trying hard to be his “friends.”