Good to know that Android phone has the same magnifying glass search tool. Thanks for letting me know. 🙂 I’m not sure whether it’s that people don’t know how or they just can’t be bothered. In any case, I’ve tried to be patience and educate people numerous times, and yet I still get the ‘it’s not easy on mobile’ reason/excuse. So, you and I have confirmed that if anyone has either an iPhone or Android, their Tumblr app will have the same magnifying glass search tool at the top and it works very efficiently most of the time. So, eh, not finding these excuses too plausible…
I didnt mean that question, Miss E-C, sorry I guess my entire ask got lost in translation because I was over dramatic. I meant that I asked a question that I couldnt find in your tags even though I search a good majority on your blog, theirs only so much mobile can do but you didnt answer that one but you answered my one about dylans braces. I was kidding, I know you get a high volume of ask … im gonna go now 😳
Well, just so you know my tagging is rather hit or miss. This entire blog needs to be retagged but it’s honestly too massive for me to start from the very beginning and re-tag everything. That’s why the E-C Search is the best way to find things because it will scan keywords in posts based on your search criteria. I find it’s pretty easy to use the search on mobile, actually. For everyone saying “I can’t do it on mobile”, I’m a bit flummoxed why that would be. I don’t know how it is for any of you Android phone users and the Tumblr app for that OS but anyone with an iPhone should have the magnifying glass when they go to the main page of my blog…or any blog. It’s basically the same thing as the E-C Search. Typing one word usually, does the trick. In the case of the braces ask, type in simply “braces” instead of “did Dylan have braces?” Less is more because too many words confuse the search engine.
So, I hope that helps to show how to search more effectively on mobile rather than checking tags. Honestly, I’m not directing this at you (whoever you are) or anyone in a personal way but when I’ve seen the same Ask a gazillion times (i.e. the Chris Morris one from yesterday), and when I know I’ve answered many times, and when I search it myself and see that the answer easily pops right up, it honestly just kind of peeves me and I’m at a loss as to how people can’t try and locate things on their own before resorting to asking.
Okay, I’m gonna go now too. lol

The only answer by you… “USE E-C SEARCH”
Correct. 👏🏻 I apparently need to be repetitive about this to spare me from answering repeat questions yet again….
You wont answer a well thought out answer I asked that I couldnt find in your asks but you answered my question asking about Dylans braces. Miss E-C how you gonna do me like that?! Im totally kidding. Your blogs amazing and I cherish you as a human being. Okay bye.
Are you sure you really made the effort to search? 🤔Because I typed in a simple ‘braces’ and quite a few responses instantly popped right up, dude. Check it out for yourself. 😏And k thankss, bye. 😊
Did Dylan have braces at one point?
Use the E-C Search for this.
Astro Signs as Dylan Klebold
Aries: We’ll fuckin “Take care of business” to be sure. So, Indigo, as we near the day of fate … AAAA FUCKIT! Just let it come. They will know when gods get pissed off … the little pussies will feel the shotgun shells & the bullets.
Taurus:
Miles & miles of never ending grass, like a wheat. A farm, sunshine, a happy feeling in the
presence, Absolutely nothing wrong, nothing ever is, contrary 180 [degrees] to normal life.
No awareness, just pure bliss, unexplainable bliss.Gemini: Dark. Light. God. Lucifer. Heaven. Hell. GOOD. BAD. Yes, the ever-lasting contrast. Since existence has known the ‘fight’ between good & evil has continued. Obviously, this fight can never end. Good things turn bad, bad things become good, the ‘people’ on the earth see it as a battle they can win.
Cancer: I want pure bliss … to be cuddling with (her) , who I think I love deeper than ever … I was hollow, thought I was right. Another form of the Downward Spiral … deeper & deeper it goes, to cuddle with her, to be one w her, to love, just laying there.
Leo: I think, too much, I understand, I am GOD compared to some of those un-existable brainless zombies. Yet, the actions of them interest me, like a kid with a new toy. I understand that I can never ever be a zombie, even if I wanted to. The nature of my entity.
Virgo:
I do shit to supposedly ‘cleanse’ myself in a spiritual, moral sort of way (deleting the wads on my computer, not getting drunk for periods of time, trying not to ridicule/make fun of people at school), yet it does nothing to help my life morally.
Libra: I love her she loves me. The purpose of life is to be happy & be with your love who is equally happy. Not much more to say. Goodbye..
Scorpio:
If, by fate’s choice, she didn’t love me, I’d slit my
wrist & blow up Atlanta strapped to my neck. It’s good, understanding a hard road since
my realization, but it gets easier. BUT IT DOESN’T! that’s part of existence. Unpredictable.
Existence is pure hell & pure heaven at the same time.
Sagittarius: Existence is a great hall, life is one of the rooms, death is passing thru the doors, & the ever existent compulsion of everything is the curiosity to keep moving down the hall, thru the doors, exploring rooms, down this never-ending hall.Capricorn: What fun is life without a little death? It’s interesting, when I’m in my human form, knowing I’m going to die. Everything has a touch of triviality to it. Like how none of this calculus shit matters. The way it shouldn’t. the truth. In 26.4 hours, I’ll be dead, & in happiness. The little zombie human fags will know their errors, & be forever suffering and mournful. HAHAHAH, of course I will miss things. Not really.
Aquarius:
Yet the ponderer, the outcast, the
believer, helps out the human. “Think not of 2 dimensions,” says the ponderer, “but of 3,
as your world is conceived of 3 dimensions, so is mine. While you explore the immediate
physical boundaries of your body, you see in your 3 dimensions — L, W, & H, yet I, who is
more mentally open to anything, see my 3 dimensions. My realm of thought — Time, Space,
& THOUGHT.Pisces:
As my love will find me, she feels as I do right now, I can feel it, we will be inseparable. Her
& I. Whether it is or not, I think I’ll find it (my love). We will be free, to explore the
vast wonders of the stars. To cascade down everlong waterfalls, & thru the warmest seas of
pure happiness .. . no limits .. . no limits. Nothing will stop us.
Classic reblog..
Thoughts on Chris Morris?
Please use the E-C search. There’s been a few “thoughts on" posts about him.

Letter #2
_____ = is for how she ___________ me helpless with her beautiful gaze.
Dylan’s acrostic love poem in 10 segments – 2nd Letter of ? ¿ name

Letter #1
_____ = is for the ___________ joy she gives me.
Dylan’s acrostic love poem in 10 segments – 1st Letter of ? ¿ name
i think the way you and Dylan write and approach things are very similar and that if he were alive and the two of you met, you two would get along very well because of your similarities☺️
👌🏻😚💖
I just wanted to thank you for answering my questions and tell you that this is one of the most informative blogs I’ve seen. You do an amazing job with it. Actually, I have spent waaay too much time when I should have been working reading on here. I’m jealous of all the information and sources you have on Columbine! Sorry, I just had to do it with the theme of the day thing. I’m sure so many people are grateful for all the information you have shared, myself included. Have a wonderful weekend!
Aw, well, thank you so much! Truly means a lot to hear this. I’m glad I was able to answer some of your very well thought out questions. ☺️ Bonus point for using the theme word too. Haha 💓
I’ve been looking everywhere but I can’t seem to find it so nobody probably knows but are there any celebrities the boys thought were hot? Besides the the girls on the posters in their rooms?
No, other than the Jenny McCarthy poster on Eric’s wall, the poster that Dylan had of a leopard bikini-clad girl on his wall (which may have been Julie Strain from Enemy Gold), and the unconfirmed bit of journalism that claimed that Dylan liked Uma Thurman, nothing else has been mentioned.
I’m a Gemini moon. Sweet.
♊️🌙 🙌🏻👏🏻💖✨
Who had a deeper voice?
Dylan..by far.
The breadcrumb trail case for bullying is there. It needs to be looked at and acknowledged instead of looked away from as Cullen has dismissively done along with his brainwashing book’s agenda since 2009. It’s a crime to pretend like it didn’t happen at Columbine and have a hand in affecting these boys and warping them mentally to believe that they needed to fight back by attacking their school and destroying themselves. Yes, the majority who have been bullied and harassed don’t do the extreme thing they chose to do but that does not negate that they were bullied and chose to externalize their pain and send a message to the world. People who have been bullied get their message loud and clear. This is a key thing that society is failing to acknowledge and understand in order to prevent others from wanting to follow in their footsteps.
Journal entry 8/28/98
“Dylan came home from school on his way to work & I fixed him a snack. He felt lousy, thinks he’s getting a cold or worse. He picked out a yearbook picture before going to work. Tom got home late and I made a nice little dinner. Dylan came home and joined us before going out. “
– Sue Klebold “A Mother’s Reckoning”
Heh I really liked this one too
I find his choice interesting. Did he choose this one because he personally liked it – tolerated it- out of all of his photos or did he select it based on what he thought his parents would like and how he’d think they’d want to remember him by or a bit of both. 😕
Randy Brown trashes Cullen
by randybrown on March 22nd, 2009, 12:00 pm #722168
Article Discussion: Greene: Backward, forward on Columbine
[Article is under the cut]
To a Columbine insider this book is full of errors and speculation. It is as if a complete outsider decided to do a book on Columbine, with a few notes and very little research. I was very upset at the number of glaring errors and the total lack of research. But, it is the pure speculation and the imagined responses and emotions he ascribes to Eric Harris that I find so disturbing. They are absurd.
Unknowing people will read this book and accept it as fact, and they will be sorely mistaken. The psychological profile reached in the book is based on so little information it should be an embarrassment to the investigator.
This book is a joke to anyone who knows many of the truths about Columbine. A joke. A sad, full of misinformation, joke.
The final verdict, according to the book, is that Eric and Dylan were not bullied. I guess the writer has never heard of the Regina Huerter Report, or read the many accounts of bullying from students.
Oh well, let’s just rewrite history. It is much easier than telling the truth, and much less painful. If Eric was crazy, as the book contends, no more questions need to be asked. If he was not crazy, and his reactions were a response to the bullying and resulting hyper-vigilance, then we need to change ourselves. Crazy as an analysis is so much easier.
I hate this book. If you read it,remember that it is a fictional account of Columbine. Learn your lessons accordingly.
Randy Brown
A Columbine Parent.
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Article Discussion: Greene: Backward, forward on Columbine
Postby randybrown on March 26th, 2009, 2:39 pm #729873
The author has a responsibility.
I have just read the book by Dave Cullen on Columbine. I was angry at first, and then just disappointed.
I read it knowing that this was not a novel, not fictional, but a story about a real tragedy, with real people involved. I read it knowing that the story is so complicated that some errors are expected. I read it with the expectation of imperfection, but with the assumption that the author would research his story, and try to get as close to the truth as possible.
What I have found is just the opposite. The author relied on two main sources for his book, a police officer from Jefferson County and the lead FBI Agent for the investigation. Both are not reliable sources without some corresponding research into the other facts that exist, and they both certainly have a biased agenda.
The police officer and the FBI Investigator both have slanted agendas, biased by the Law Officers point of view, and both should have been kept out of any objective story about Columbine. At the very least they should have been interviewed, and their interviews weighted with the real facts as they were revealed years later. I am not saying they are dishonest, just that they have such specific agendas that the story shouldn’t rely on their input for its soul.
Unfortunately, it does.
The bullying, which is such a large part of Columbine, is dismissed by the FBI agent and the author, and that glaring omission changes the story of Columbine to a work of fiction. So many students from the school have told us about the bullying, and so many interviews by the police during the tragedy mention the bullying that it is inconceivable to me that this was left out of the book and dismissed in its entirety. There is actually a report made during the Governor’s investigation with Chief Justice Erickson that mentions and explains the bullying, from the constant fear to the persecution of a Jewish student by the school athletes. Perhaps the author should have read the Regina Huerter Report. To leave this major part of the tragedy out of the story is to rewrite history.
That is what this book is, a revisionist version of the Columbine Tragedy, which leads the reader to believe so many falsehoods that, upon completion of the book, I even questioned all of the things I know to be facts. I even questioned my knowledge of Columbine, and I lived it. In fact, I not only lived it, I researched it for years. This book, and the stories in it, will change the way people look at Columbine, and it will forever confuse researchers and lead them down false paths that are not the real truth.
Yes, I know that some truths can be perceptions, and can be discussed by experts for many years. I understand that some theories are going to vary about the two killers, and about the way Columbine is perceived.
As an example, the failure of the police to go into the school for hours is seen by many as cowardice. It is the glaring example of the failure of the police to protect children and citizens, and the failures at Columbine led to drastic and serious changes to first responder methods. That is basically a truth. But, the book makes light of this failure and doesn’t clearly show the terror and the abandonment of the children left alive in the library that were rescued many hours later. The name Lisa Kreutz is barely a footnote, and she is the best example of the failure of the Sheriff’s department. Ignored are the wounded children who may have died while waiting for the police. Ignored is the complete absolvement of the SWAT team by the D.A. before the ballistics report was returned from the CBI, a most questionable and suspicious situation.
In addition to the failure to police mistakes, is the absurd way he gives the two killers emotional responses and feelings of regret when no evidence exists to support this. It is akin to a WW2 reporter saying that the Nazis were sorry and that they didn’t really mean it. Really?
As a Columbine parent, I find this book repulsive, for the main reason that it rewrites the Columbine tragedy. The author doesn’t owe me anything, even though I was interviewed for the book. The author owes the public an attempt to tell the true story about Columbine, not an agenda influenced version based on the stories of two policemen and some incomplete research. I am disgusted, discouraged, and disappointed, and sorry that this book fails the people of Columbine in so many ways. I am mostly sad that some reader will read it in 3 years or 25 years, and think that this is the truth. They will be very wrong.
The people who lived through Columbine know parts of the truth. Everyone knows a different story, and every story is painful and sad. It is better not to tell the story of Columbine if the truth about bullying, the environment at the school, and the causes for the murders are diminished by pseudo-experts who use the tragedy to further their own career or to rewrite history to make the police look good.
Anyone who watched the police response at Columbine for hours, and saw staging but no activity, knows the truth about the police response. It is described in one word: Failure. In fact, the police failed us before, during and after Columbine. In their defense, the new first-responder policies are a direct result of brave policemen watching the failure at Columbine and correcting the problem with new policies designed for a quick, direct and effective response to a school shooter situation.
But, the biggest problem I have with the book is the easy summary that the author and his expert arrive at: There was no bullying, Eric was just crazy. That is so easy it is banal. That is so easy and so convenient.
If one of the killers was crazy, then we can all relax. It is beyond our power to change it. It is an act of God, and craziness stands as the panacea for all of the worried parents.
“Crazy” means that we do not need to acknowledge our part in this tragedy. We do not need to acknowledge our violent world, the environment of bullying and humiliation in the school, the alienation, the loneliness, the depression, the failures of the psychologists and counselors before Columbine and the pain. We do not have to change. We do not have to try to stop the next school shooting, because you can’t stop “crazy.”
Crazy is easy. Self-analysis and acknowledging our failures is very difficult and very painful. How will we ever learn from this, and stop the next school shooter, if crazy is the final analysis? That is the source of my disgust. This is a revisionist story about Columbine that does not acknowledge the many truths about the Columbine tragedy, which actually dismisses the real cause of the tragedy, in print for the parents, principals, psychologists, counselors, and others to read. This Columbine story, told by an outsider without the complicated and multiple causative factors explained, leaves the reader with a misconception that will last forever.
It was a real tragedy. If the author can"t tell the truth, he should have written a fictional novel.
Randy Brown
A Columbine Parent
By the way… The latest on Randy Brown’s book is that he is self-publishing and will make it available online. No date yet as to the title or release date. Probably will be a self-publish sold on Amazon. Since I am in complete agreement with Randy on the bullying factor to Columbine, I personally cannot wait to read it! 🙂
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Here is the entire Denver Post forum discussion.
Another Columbine Parent that goes by AVSgirl (unknown who their identity is) also adds their disgusted reaction to Dave Cullen’s book too. The publisher of Jeff Kass’ book also expounds on the reasons why “Columbine: A True Crime Story is the better read. ( Jeff Kass’ and Cullen’s book both came out in 2009).
The article referenced by the Denver Post forum which Randy responded about is under the cut :
Greene: Backward, forward on Columbine
By SUSAN GREENE [Source]
The Denver PostMarch 21, 2009 at 1:35 pm
You can forget a lot in 10 years.
Like most reporters who covered Columbine, I was content to let much about the massacre slip from memory.
Such as bickering over the crosses at Clement Park. The human chain shielding students from journalists. And the debate over whether victim Cassie Bernall really died for God.
So it was with some hesitation that I picked up “Columbine” by Denver author Dave Cullen, touted as “the first complete account of an American tragedy.” And it was with some surprise that he managed to hook me in his first pages.
The book took 10 years of research, financial struggles and self-doubt for Cullen, a former Arthur Andersen consultant who as a closeted high- schooler was the target of homeroom spitballs. I’m happy to report that he hit it out of the ballpark.
In April 1999, he writes, “Littleton was observed beyond all recognition.”
Jefferson County instantly became a symbol of godlessness, bullying and all that’s wrong with Goth culture, video games, school safety, suburbia and the demise of families in general. Not to mention Abercrombie & Fitch.
“Columbine came to embody everything noxious about adolescence in America,” he writes.
Cullen goes on to set the record straight by chronicling the lives of victims, educators and law enforcers through years of investigations, legal maneuvering, and recovery.
He takes us to college and even the wedding of Patrick Ireland, the junior who saved himself by flopping out the library window live on national TV.
He walks us through years of depression haunting outwardly peppy principal Frank DeAngelis, including the demise of his marriage.
Cullen takes to task local evangelicals for exploiting the massacre with the folk tale that Bernall was shot for her Christianity. In one of the trickiest tightrope walks I’ve seen by a writer, he debunks the martyr myth while still dignifying the need for Bernall’s religious family to find meaning in her death.
Cullen shows the failure to protect the public from Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold, both long known by Jefferson County to be violent and criminal. Then he shows, step by tax-funded step, how officials lied about that knowledge. If you lacked respect for Sheriff John Stone before reading the book, you’ll now want an indictment.
Cullen’s finest work is his portrayal of two killers he came to understand as well as if he had carpooled with them to bowling class or tossed pizzas with them at Blackjack’s.
He explains Harris not through the lens of normal teenage mental illness but as a psychopath consumed with contempt for everything from the WB Network to all of us idiots sucking up air on a planet he considered fit only for himself.
“For Eric, Columbine was performance. Homicidal art,” he writes.
Cullen’s read on Klebold in some ways is simpler — as a kid who was deeply lonely and pining for love. But it grew complicated when, over years studying his journals and videotapes, Cullen told me he “absorbed a lot of Dylan and his pain.”
“There were times I got depressed and found myself sympathizing with him,” he admits.
Before you conclude that Cullen’s a nutcase, do read his book. For empathizing with a killer isn’t the same as defending him. Rather, it’s such insight and sensitivity that make his work powerful.
If Columbine was analyzed beyond all recognition in 1999, it has taken a decade finally to hold a mirror to the wounds that still fester there. It turns out that some scabs in fact do need to be picked, but only with Cullen’s brand of honesty, meticulousness and care.
Susan Greene writes Sundays, Tuesdays and Thursdays.greene@denverpost.com.
The first time Dylan mentioned the possibility of going NBK with Eric as “the answer,” he wrote “gawd” right after it. It almost sounds like he was slightly ridiculing the idea. Almost like he thought it was silly or unattainable or over the top or something. Why do you think he wrote it?
Or half in a state of incredulous disbelief – like, ‘GAWD..I can’t believe it..but Jesus Fucking Christ, I’m really going to do this and.. with Eric’ And in that moment, it just sunk in for him in his private ruminations having written that.
That GAWD was also a kind of commitment and resignation too – that this was going to have to be it. The solution. This is how it would play out by Fate’s choice. After all this time and he still hadn’t managed to end his suffering on his own.
Still here. Still alone. Still suffering. When is it going to end? I can’t make it end on my own.
That this thing he wrote this “going NBK with Eric” was the only viable option/solution as his one-way ticket off this world. He would be taking lives so that he could ensure his own suicide with someone else by his side to make sure it got done. It was a kind of suicide pact for him. Once he started the slaughter, the killing of people, once he entered the school, it would be like signing his death warrant. He’d be a criminal. He, along with Eric by his side, would be trapped by their own hand into ending what they started. He and Eric together would never leave there again alive.
I speak a bit more on this here.
dylan and eric were sexist and racist, and that’s that. even if they ‘didn’t mean it’ or were just trying to be ‘edgy’, they still said sexist and racist shit. its people like you, who defend stuff like that that prevent society from progressing.
So, where precisely is it that I defended Dylan and Eric about being racist and sexist? Because it’s clear as day, not to mention rather funny as heck, that you haven’t read one. single. thing.I’ve discussed on the topic of racism and sexism on this blog.
I have to disagree with the rest of what you said too because it’s people exactly like yourself that make snap judgments and assumptions that are truly what prevents society from progressing.
Congratulations on receiving the Ignoramous Award for the week. lol
where does the Eric quote ‘kiss my ass Brooks, I ain’t paying for shit’ come from? like I know Eric said it but did he say it to Brooks directly or did he say it on his website or something? Love your blog btw :)
Excerpt compliments of Brooks Brown’s book “No Easy Answers”:
“A few weeks after Eric and I stopped talking to each other, Trevor and I happened to be driving home from school in separate cars. Trevor was driving his car ahead of me when we pulled up to the stop sign near my house.
The spot was right next to the bus stop. Eric, who was riding the bus again, was
throwing snowballs with other kids from school.
When Eric saw Trevor, he picked up a chunk of ice from where it forms over the
gutter. He threw it as hard as he could at Trevor’s car, denting the trunk. Then,
without missing a beat, he picked up another chunk of ice and threw it at my car.
The ice smashed into my windshield; I heard it crack. It wasn’t a large chip, but
enough to make one of those little spider webs around it.
I was livid.
I slammed on the brakes and leaned out of the car, yelling, “ Fuck you! Fuck you, Eric! You’re gonna pay to fix this!”
Eric laughed at me. “ Kiss my ass, Brooks! I ain’t paying for shit!”
I floored the gas down the remaining few blocks to my parents’ house, went in
and told my mom exactly what had happened. Then—seeing red—I went straight to Eric’s place to talk to his parents.
I hammered on their front door, still furious. All I could think of was getting back
at Eric. Mrs. Harris answered, and I glared at her. “ I’ve got something to tell you
about your son,” I said.”
If you want to know what happens next, I highly suggest reading his book.
(throwing in a little freebie on Freebie Friday haha) 😉
Thanks, glad you enjoy E-C. 🙂


