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Dylan/Green and Charles Manson – Part 3

Apart from his paper on Manson, Dylan’s behavior suggest that he was deliberately following in the footsteps of Manson and his family.  Besides Eric and Dylan’s well-known nicknames (VoDka and REB), the boys had other nicknames they apparently only used between themselves.  Dylan was “Green” and Eric was “Indigo.”  In the 1970s, Manson created the Order of the Rainbow and assigned his core followers nicknames: Squeaky Fromme was Red, Sandra Good was Blue, Susan Atkins was Violet, Leslie Van Houten was Green, Patricia Krenwinkle was Yellow, and Nancy Pitman was Gold.  It appears that Eric and Dylan copied the Order of the Rainbow.

Various forms of the word “pig” were favorite terms of Manson and his family.  At one murder site, the followers wrote “Political Piggy.”  At another, they wrote the word “Pig.”  At the third, “Death to Pigs.”   Each time the words were written in the victim’s blood.  On the same page of Eric’s yearbook where Dylan addressed Eric as Indigo and signed himself as Green, he wrote about looking forward to killing “pigs” and a “piglet.”  Dylan also used the word “piggies” in a short story about the mass murder of students he wrote foTr school several weeks before the attack. The most obvious imitation of Manson’s followers occurred when Dylan spray-painted “Death to Pigs” on a pawnshop.

Finally, Manson and his followers referred repeatedly to a coming “judgment day,” which apparently was going to be a day of mass murder.  On the morning of April 20, 1999, Eric filmed Dylan saying, “Hey Mom, I gotta go.  It’s about a half hour till judgment day.”

Perhaps once again Dylan was following in the footsteps of Manson and his family. 

Dylan not only surrendered his identity to the influence of Eric Harris to become a pseudopsychopath, but was also shaped by what he read about Manson.  Dylan’s comments in his journal about death can be seen in a new light when read alongside his paper on Manson.  In addition, his use of terminology adopted from Manson’s family suggests he used them as models.

Why Kids Kill – Chapter 3: A God of Sadness – Peter Langman P.H.d.

Part 2

Part 1

Thanks to Rebdomine for pointing this out:
indigo and green is a DOOM reference not freaking Manson!
It makes all the more sense for the double meaning.

[Dylan] and Eric worked together at the pizza parlor. A couple weeks before Columbine, Eric’s beloved dog was sick, and it looked like he wasn’t going to make it, and so Dylan worked Eric’s shift as well as his own so that Eric could have the time with his dog.

– Sue Klebold (via r–e–b)

Dylan (the Hippie) and Charles Manson – Part 2

According to Dylan, Manson preached that “death was not bad, just another high.” In reading the book Helter Skelter (it was listed in the bibliography), Dylan would have seen other Manson comments about death. Manson told his followers that “death is only an illusion,” saying that it was a releasing of the soul. Manson also said that “Death is beautiful.” These passages could explain Dylan’s references to dying and achieving happiness.

What was the connection among death, happiness, and love? Perhaps the most intriguing line in Dylan’s report occurs in the context of describing Manson’s life with his so-called family: “We played a lot music, we did a lot of drugs, we loved, we were happy" replies Manson when later asked about life at the ranch. “The family did these things, and more. They lost their humanity at the ranch.”

That last sentence sometimes has been seen as Dylan’s recognition that what Manson and his followers did was “inhuman.” there is another possible interpretation, however, based on Dylan’s frequent use of the word “humanity” in his journal.

Dylan wrote about his humanity as an impediment. His humanity blocked him from calling a girl he liked. His humanity had a foot fetish. His human side was associated with the “zombies” he looked down on – all the normal people living their normal lives. Thus, “humanity” had a particular meaning for Dylan. In addition, he did not write that Manson’s followers lost their humanity by committing murder. Rather, they lost their humanity in the midst of happiness and love. Dylan seems to be saying that Manson and his family lost their human ity by transcending to a higher realm of existence, a realm of pure love and happiness. Perhaps this is why he wrote: “I’m stuck in humanity: Maybe going ‘NBK’ …with Eric is the way to break free.” In Dylan’s mind, murder, death, freedom from humanity, love, and happiness were entwined. It seems his thinking was influenced by Manson’s ideas of the beauty of death.

Why Kids Kill – Chapter 3 A God of Sadness – Peter Langman P.H.d.

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Excerpts from Dylan’s Journal: 

"Society is tightening it’s grip on me, and soon I and (redacted) will snap.  We will have our revenge on society and then be free to exist in a timeless, spaceless place of pure happiness.  The purpose of life is to be happy and be with your love who is equally happy. Not much more to say. Goodbye.”

“What fun is life without a little death?” – V

“The humanity of here and now clouds all that I see, yet the me, the one, can now control the pain, and it is done.”

“The zombies will never cause us pain anymore, the humanity was a test.  I love you love. Time to die, time to be free, time to love.”

In writing about people joining the Manon’s family, Dylan said (in his essay “The Mind and Motives of Charles Manson”) that it was “a way to stray from the norm and live opposite of what one was raised to learn.” This was exactly what Dylan did in following Eric.

In fact, Mrs. Klebold stated that Dylan did not commit murder because of how he was raised but in contradiction to how he was raised.
(David Brooks interview 2004)

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Dylan and Charles Manson – Part 1

On November 3, 1998, Dylan handed in a research paper called “The Mind and Motives of Charles Manson.“ Why did Dylan write about Manson? If he wanted a gruesome topic, he could have chosen many other serial killers and mass murderers. Manson, however, was different; he transformed other people into killers. In his paper, Dylan wrote about how Manson found people from “normal” backgrounds and taught them to become cold-blooded killers. Did he see a connection between Manson’s tranformed “family” and the process of transformation that he went through as a result of his friendship with Eric? Was he aware of the parallels? Did he see that Eric was playing Manson’s role in changing shy Dylan Klebold into a cold-blooded killer?

Although his paper sometimes has been seen as a straightforward account of Manson and his followers, there are several revealing and suggestive passages. Dylan began the paper by writing about the two killers in the film Natural Born Killers. He stated that the killers “got lost in their own little world.” This could be applied to two other killers: Eric and Dylan, who named their attack “NBK” after the initials of the movie. Did Dylan have a sense that he was getting lost in a fantasy world?

Dylan wrote that Manson trained his followers “to try to be exactly like him,” commenting that they “started to live Manson’s reality.” He quoted a former follower who said that Manson “can get people to do things for him, without them questioning his motives.” Robyn, one of Dylan’s closest friends, said that Eric was able to convince Dylan to do things. In addition, Dylan appears to have adopted Eric’s reality and followed him without questioning his motives.

Dylan acknowledged that Manson was labeled “insane.” According to Dylan, however, “The question of whether or not he is insane is a question of opinion; which cannot have a “true” right answer.” Dylan was defending Manson, and possibly himself, by claiming that insanity is a matter of opinion. Similiarly, Dylan wrote that Manson and his family can still “logically explain his actions.” Dylan was already planning NBK with Eric, apparently wanted to believe that murdering innocent people could be explained logically.

Why Kids Kill, Chapter 3: A God of Sadness – Peter Langman PH.D.

ericharrisblog:

Their senior year, Eric and Dylan went for some pretty cerebral subjects: psychology, creative writing.

One theme dominated Eric’s homework assignments. Guns.

As part of Eric’s government and economics class, students marketed a product and made a video of it.

“His product was the Trench Coat Mafia Protection Service,” classmate Matt Cornwell said.

“Dylan was not in the class, but he was in the video. If you paid $5 they would beat someone up for you. If you paid them $10, they would shoot somebody for you.”

Eric’s video stood out, Matt said.

“There were some pretty crazy products. Some people did Hit Man For Hire. Most of them were funny. This wasn’t funny at all. After it was over, everybody was like, ‘Whoa, that was weird."’

Matt and Dylan were in composition class, but they only talked once.

"That’s because he wore this Soviet pin on his boot,” Matt said. “One of the last days I was like, ‘Why do you wear that pin on your boot?’ And he was like, ‘Just to get a reaction out of people."’

Brooks Brown found himself in two classes with Eric in their last semester.

The two hadn’t talked in more than a year. They decided to patch things up, mostly for Dylan’s sake. That way, Eric could go along if Brooks invited Dylan for a smoke. Dylan wouldn’t feel torn between his two friends.

Brooks shook his family up one night when he announced at the dinner table that he and Eric were friends again. Judy Brown looked at her son in disbelief.

"He said, ‘He’s changed,"’ she recalled. "I said, ‘Stay away from him. It’s a trick."’

Brooks didn’t believe her. In their creative writing class, he even volunteered to read Eric’s essay describing a childhood memory.

Eric wrote about playing war with his brother Kevin, two little boys using the forest as their battlefield and pine cones as their grenades.

"It was real good,” classmate Domonic Duran said.

Students were asked to describe themselves as an inanimate object. Eric chose a shotgun and a shell.

Brooks doubts Eric took the assignment seriously. Although some students in the class adored the teacher, Judy Kelly, they said Eric clearly felt superior to her.

Dylan also chose violent themes, and once wrote about a killing.

Kelly was concerned enough about Eric and Dylan’s papers to talk to their parents at parent-teacher conferences in March.

Wayne Harris had justified his son’s fascination with weapons by saying he had been in the military and Eric hoped to join the Marines.

But then there was the dream.

To psychology teacher Tom Johnson, Eric’s dream wasn’t much weirder than a lot of others that landed on his desk.

It was February. Eric and Dylan were in the class together fifth period, after lunch. They would show up early, sit side-by-side and talk openly with other kids in the small, friendly class.

Dream analysis was optional. Students would type up a recent dream and hand it in. No names, no grades.

But the class figured out which one was Eric’s because it had so many references to “me and Dylan.”

“It occurred in a mall and the boys were being put upon by someone, and they retaliated,” Johnson said.

Guns were involved, and the dream was somewhat violent. But at the time it seemed fairly normal in the surrealistic dream world.

“Whenever there are guns involved, there’s anger. But it didn’t strike me as being particularly obsessive or compulsive,” Johnson said. “You do 100 dreams a day and many of them are in the same ilk.”

Johnson had taught Eric freshman government and economics. To him, Eric wasn’t much different his senior year, just more gothic, shorter hair and darker clothes. Eric was still motivated and worried about grades. He had a 99 percent.

Dylan, well, he’d missed a test and hadn’t made it up. Johnson couldn’t remember Dylan’s exact grade average, but knew it was lacking.

ericharrisblog:

Eric and Dylan’s first class during spring semester was bowling.

At 6:15 a.m.

“It’s just to have fun,” classmate Jeni LaPlante said.

It was the only class she had with her closest friends: Sara Arbogast, Kim Carlin and Cindy Shinnick. Dylan and Eric bowled on a team with Nate Dykeman and Chris Morris.

One reason Kim and Sara liked the class is they could catch up with Eric. They hadn’t seen him much after quitting Blackjack in the fall.

“Eric bowled like an idiot,” Kim recalled, giggling.

“He’d throw it,” Sara said. “A lot of people laughed because it worked and he would get strikes and stuff.”

Sometimes Eric and Dylan shouted “Sieg Heil!” when they made strikes.

But something else stands out for the bowling partners: Dylan’s explosive temper.

Dylan would get so mad when he didn’t get strikes, Jeni said. One time he hit the bowling return machine really hard.

In fact, a tendency to flash quick anger was a trait Eric and Dylan shared.

“Eric had a short fuse,” said friend Joe Stair. “You could just tell he got mad easier than most people.”

But the way Joe saw it, Eric’s anger was a reflection of Eric’s passion.

“He got angry. But with other things he was really happy,” Joe said. “He was a very passionate person.”

The Merciless & Merciful
Amanda Semm recounts her CHS car swipe with Dylan’s BMW
(She posted her experience on a Columbine forum a few years ago)

“In January/February 99 I was in the senior lot (for what reason i can not remember) I saw an open parking space and i was going to pull in and a black car came out of nowhere and i clipped the left side of the rear bumper. I got out of my car in tears thinking "that’s it my mom is gonna take away my car” (I had just got my license 2-3 months prior to that) the driver of the car got out and told me “its ok the other side has been hit many times you just evened it out”, the passenger however was not as thrilled. It wasn’t till I was watching the news when they were towing Dylan’s car out of the lot that I knew who I hit. Other than that I don’t recall talking or even seeing the two.“

 When asked to give further details:

 "I was in tears and kept apologizing over and over and over I told him I had insurance and I could file a report, it was my fault and that is when I was told it wasn’t a big deal the car had been hit so many times on the other side I evened it out. I started to calm down.

Then the passenger door opened and Eric started yelling at me, something along the lines of I was a stupid bitch, why wasn’t I paying attention to where I was going (I honestly do not remember all of it) I thought for sure he was gonna send his girlfriend to kick my ass or something. (I am a 5’7 109 pound girl most people think they can take me on, I couldn’t believe he was so mad and it wasn’t even his car) Dylan told him to get back in the car and they took off. I didn’t see them again till the news.

The thing is I was paying attention, I had just learned to drive my car (manual) so hopping into a parking space wasn’t a new site for people to see from me. They were flying thru the parking lot. I checked my right then my left and started to pull foward and BAM there was a ass end of a car….(he came from the right)

I was thankful that he did not want to file a report. I didn’t want my mother to take away my car. I am pretty sure that is one of the first times I was allowed to drive it to school after getting my license 3 months prior. I thought Eric was a jerk….but anyone who gets that mad for something that can be handled in a civilized manner puts off that image.”

Jennifer Paavilainen account as Amanda Semm’s passenger

I don’t want to say they were nondescript,” she says. “They were nice enough, but not enough to start a conversation. We had no connection after (shooting in the woods). They seemed a little weird, but they were just boys. I was only two years removed from their age. They seemed like boys playing their war games.

–Jessica Miklich (Mark Mane’s girlfriend) on Rampart Range target practice

“I am black/white mixed. And when the media is coming up with this thing that Dylan and Eric were racist, they weren’t. They were my friends. They were very nice to me, both of them. I don’t get this whole racial thing that people are coming up with.”

I have a friend, he doesn’t dress like everybody else. He wears heavy metal band T-shirts, black shorts no matter what the weather, and a black hat, and he has long hair. And friends who normally just come up to me and talk to me and are so nice to me — when I’m around him, they give me looks. And people come up to me after I talk to him, they’re like, “How can you talk to him? How can you even acknowledge his presence?’ I’m like, “It’s simple, he’s nice.”

That was the same with Eric and Dylan. I knew both of them. I went bowling with them occasionally. And they were extremely nice. They never showed any signs that they’d like to go off and hurt people.

Meg Hains (via peoplearesounaware)

Fly and Arlene: A Shotgun Love Story

My little silly speculation that Dylan named his double barrel “Fly” in echo to Eric’s pump-action Shotgun, “Arlene”. In a way, these two guns were the boys’ only, dependable girlfriends.  So, as referenced in both Eric and Dylan’s writings, the two hot ‘chick’ shotguns were mentioned as a pair and they chilled and hung out in a shuttle around the stratosphere together while their owners, the two ‘gods’, ascended to the after world.  Or, who knows.. maybe Fly was the boyfriend to Arlene?  😉  

Addendum: For clarification purposes, just so y’all know: ‘Fly’’ is the boyfriend to Arlene in Doom lore.. Although, we don’t actually know if Dylan christened a name of sorts for his double barreled shotgun because he never mentioned as such.  This post was just my initial speculation when I initially saw Dylan’s sketch above with ‘Fly & Arlene’s shuttle’ and knowing the fact that Eric dubbed his shotgun ‘Arlene’.) 

The Dragon Rampant: There are these days on which I start to wonder about some of the more…

thedragonrampant:

There are these days on which I start to wonder about some of the more trivial stuff.. such as Dylan handing that scrap of paper with Eric’s website written on it to Brooks.

Was it simply, as many seem to believe, Dylan growing a pair and deciding to let his old friend know what a new friend was…

The Dragon Rampant: There are these days on which I start to wonder about some of the more…

I’m not a trendy a$$hole.

When I first read Zack Rissmiller claimed Dylan tore off his BMW emblems I took it with a grain of salt – that is, until I saw the contents list of his BMW glovebox. This speaks volumes about Dylan to me. He did not wish to be associated with status or snobbery in a way, shape or form to the extreme point of ripping off his own car’s emblems – front and rear. I can only imagine what his dad felt about his son’s extreme statement since Tom’s hobby was collecting old, luxury type cars and fixing them up with his son. The culture at Columbine with it’s elitist, snooty, rich kids turned Dylan off, and over the years, disgusted him to such a degree that it was too revolting to drive through the school’s parking lot feeling comfortable..or even remotely proud.. displaying the associated “status” symbols on his own car. It was not what he was about and he wanted to make sure the school knew it. What better way to make a point? I doubt Eric wouldn’t have done as such since he would have likely been proud of a German derived car.

Gun
I’m gonna spit a hell of a lot of buckshot out of my barrel into this pansy’s face.  – REB / Indigo 

 I am a Gun
 A wildey 45 semiautomatic. I am a god.  I kill people. I was never made for hunting, just to kill humans.  When someone needs to die, I kill them.  There was this bald guy once, He was gay & arrogant & superficial & had a false sense of power.  I blew off his head with one shot.  I am god. he died.  – VoDkA / Green

E & D’s creative writing class exercises are always an interesting comparison. The differences in expression and personality really come across.  Eric is blunt and to the point; Dylan paints a comical picture.