I bet Eric moreso than Dylan would have loved Skinny Puppy XD Either way, they stink. There’s good and then there’s the shitty, people.

I’ve always liked Skinny Puppy myself and the thought has crossed my mind same as you that Eric, especially of the two boys, would’ve liked this genre of industrial music. SP was successful in the 90s so he was probably aware of them but may not have actually heard any of their specific songs. I know he had a few compilation industrial/techo albums but I don’t think any of them had SP on them.

You know, your ask, er, comment is quite the mixed bag. 😉 You seem conflicted in confessing you think Eric might like music that I’m guessing you too like? So, it seems like you needed to end it on a ‘it’s irrelevant; they sucked’ note to justify away your too-close-for-comfort sense of common ground with the dude? And hey, it’s ok, btw. 🙂 I’m going to get up on a little soap box here and just add:
It’s this very notion, that mindset of human exclusivity rather than open inclusivity that causes regular, decent people with equal parts ‘good’ and ‘shitty’, of which we all have, that are treated like they are worthless sucky shit for many years and so then then act out and do unforgettable shitty deeds all because they were told they were shit in the first place. If we continue on with the black and white mentality, the “us’ versus “them” self righteousness, we’ll never get why Columbine happened in the first place and the oppressed and ostracized people you believe simply just ‘stink’ will continue to dole back to you the shit you put on them. Just something to keep in mind. 🙂

This post will be deleted in a couple of days.

It’s time for another episode of.. The (lost) Basement Tapes moments.. ;)

Eric is filming Dylan in his bedroom at 9351 Cougar Road…

Unfortunately for VoDkA, fashion malfunctions begin to occur…………………………………………………..

Dylan is wearing black BDU’s, a black t-shirt with “Wrath” in red print across the front.  

      He attaches black suspenders to his pants & also attaches a tan ammo type pouch to his belt or suspenders and a green canvas pouch to his right shin.

         He then removes some items from an open small suitcase/hard sided briefcase on the floor.

        He takes a sawed off shotgun and places it into a cargo pocket on his pants & then attaches it with webbing so that it stays in place.

        He has the Tec 9 on a sling over his shoulder.

He comments about his “50 round clip” and mentions smugly:

“you will find Brandon Larson head on my knife.”

The boys talk about writing poems “in (Judy) Kelly’s class today”and how ridiculous it was. 

They start talking then about the double-barrel shotgun.

 “Thanks, Mr. Stevens. [to Eric]
         He knew I was fucking buying it..”

Dylan gets dressed, pulling on a black trenchcoat.

     ~long pause~

“…I’m fat on this side,” he says.

and starts talking about how he looks 

“fat with all the stuff on.”

Dylan tries to toss the TEC-9 into his hand from where it’s hanging on the sling but his coat prevents the move.

~pause~

        “I’ll have to take the coat off.”  he decides.

Dylan complains then about how he doesn’t want to take off the coat.

 “I like my coat.” he laments.

The boys begin discussing how

“fucking snow is gay” 

“hope the shit clears out by Tuesday, actually Sunday.” they say.

Eric: “ I need dry weather for my fires.”

It’s not… Weird that all of a sudden I’m interested in the Columbine massacre is it? I mean… This ‘obsession’ just came out of nowhere. Sorry for asking you just seem to be a good blog to ask ;/

Depends on whose standards you’re judging it ‘weird’ by? It’s not your average ‘mainstream’ interest, no. So, when you label it ‘weird’ – are you judging yourself from those types of standards? But the fact of that matter is that you’re finding yourself attracted and compelled to Columbine and you’ve probably reached a point where you can’t deny that fact, huh? So, if you’re going to decide to go down the rabbit hole with all things Columbine, try to examine it from a standpoint of asking yourself what the draw is: what is obsessing and hooking you in. Often, the key has a lot to do with your own self, separate from simply studying it as from a mere ‘True Crime case’ standpoint. If you find yourself drawn to the shooters, it’s my personal opinion that it most definitely has everything to do with yourself and unresolved issues that the Boys are reflecting back at you. Columbine symbolises a lot of heavy baggage for yourself and society as a whole. There’s a lot you can learn but it’s not an easy exploration by any means. There’s a lot of people on the tag here that share your interests so you’re not alone in exploring your new found unique fascination. 🙂

Nope. Nothing at all. Nothing like him ;););)

Aww, hey now, don’t be so hard on yourself with that almost OCD-like scrutiny?  😉  No one here need be compared an exact, identical carbon copy of Dylan’s personality in order to empathize and identify with him on a personal level. I think we can recognize and appreciate the fact that Dylan was a unique, one-of-a-kind dude –  a shooting, falling star of sorts.  Most of us comprehend that relating to Dylan does not mean that we must actually BE him precisely in order to resonate. So, please do lighten up, my dear anon! 😉   

You posted about the part in the basement tapes when they mention a “bunker” in Eric’s backyard not too long ago. Do you think they buried something out there? I’ve never read anything about police digging up Eric’s backyard so if they buried something it could still be there. Thoughts?

I’m not sure if they literally buried something out in the yard. It’s possible they did but only as a temporary means of a hiding place. To my knowledge, they didn’t leave anything buried for the police to find. I’m going to say that the boys were clever enough to not leave blatant clues that might draw up red flags and get them busted. If they dug up the ground then it would’ve messed up the dirt and drawn attention to Eric’s parents. When Dylan said “it’s buried there” in the Basement Tapes, I don’t think he meant that quite literally. But ya never know? 😉

no for real. I don’t understand how columbine has a fandom. can you try to explain? I understand that there’s a grey area of morality involved, but I don’t see how idolizing the killers does anything to help anyone. I genuinely do not understand this side of the Internet

I’m going to wager here that there really isn’t anything I, or anyone else on the tag for that matter, could possibly say to assist in your ‘understanding’ of this.. simply because your choice of words here in your ‘ask’ has an uber incredulous air of criticism and prejudgment rather than honest, neutral curiousity. I will say this: if you’re drawn here and you gravitate back, it means something and when that happens, there is no explanation needed in the unspoken mutually shared empathy of this community. If you don’t get it then what makes you think I could convince and sway you for it? You ended up in a realm of Tumblr that makes you uncomfortably fidget so instead of making snide, horrified comments in your posts that end up on this tag maybe it’s best that you just be on your way and let sleeping dogs lie? Live and let live, treat others as you would like to be treated and above all, “have a nice life.” 😊

Hiding in Plain Sight [2006 article]

thedragonrampant:

thedragonrampant:

It’s been seven years since the pair walked into Columbine for the last
time, guns blazing. The world has other monsters on its mind now. Yet
there are people who still contend that the words the killers left
behind are so powerful, so evil that the average citizen must never hear
them.

The truth hurts. But the lies can be lethal.

Excellent old article about the basement tapes, as well as the cover-up attempts from JeffCo and other officials, that forms one hell of a strong voice against the so-called ‘copycat’-argument that has been cited time and time again as the reason why some of the evidence never saw the light of day. Want the perfect counter to that argument? Here it is. Crystal clear, voiced not only here but on my blog and in other places countless times.

The world has created its perfect monsters. The world has looked at this, looked at Eric and Dylan, and considered the act and its perpetrators evil. But, so much more than this.. they are human. The act itself, however much we like to deny this for ourselves, is human — callously, brutally, unforgivingly human. It is this that forms the greatest counter to the fear that has lived in law enforcement, educators, and parents: when you humanise Eric and Dylan, the truth will come to you. And that truth is, they weren’t anything different from you or me. They are, perhaps, the world’s ugliest mirror to some, throwing all the chaos of anger and bitterness and hatred out into the open for you to deal with. To others, they are recognition points and voices that carry you when you feel like you can’t make another step. But whatever they are, whatever they were, human is what defines them. Not gods. Not devils. Human beings.

“It’s true that the gunmen wanted their words to find as wide an audience as possible in order to attract followers; but then, they, like the
sheriff’s office, had an exaggerated notion of their own importance. The
county’s efforts to suppress the killers’ writings and tapes have given
them a cachet of consummate evil and menace; being taboo, they’ve
become cool. Yet anyone who’s actually seen the tapes or read the
journal fragments soon recognizes that these fabled mass murderers are
not gods but adolescents. Angry, scared, mocking, disturbed, bitter,
pathological, deluded (fucking self-aware, mind you), emotionally
stunted and deadly, but adolescents just the same. Behind the blather
about being gods and kick-starting a revolution is a bottomless
obsession with their own lack of status and sense of injury. Behind the
bravado, a snivel.”

So ask yourself, what have we lost in all this fear? What do we not see because our eyes are made blind to it? What defines Columbine when we don’t have all the answers? And.. what can we do, what can any of us do, to halt its rise in its tracks?

This.

Hiding in Plain Sight [2006 article]