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. My fav. contrasting symbol, because it is so true & means so much – the battle between good & bad never ends… Here we ponder on the tragedy of Dylan Klebold.
Cool find! Definitely can see the resemblance in the eyes, nose and ears. Though, I think Dylan favors his mom’s looks more particularly her strong chin.
Personally I think he looks more like his dad in these particular photos, especially the second one. You’re right about his mum’s chin though, and he also has her hair.
The more I look at it, I can see the line of the eye shape and eyebrows too. I do see a lot of Bryon’s features as well. Time for a side-by-side photo of mother-dylan-father for comparison. Thanks for posting this! Would love to see a more current, closeup photo of Tom other than that one floating around where he has the beard.
Cool find! Definitely can see the resemblance in the eyes, nose and ears. Though, I think Dylan favors his mom’s looks more particularly her strong chin.
Dylan Klebold’s Top 12 Internet Quake Handles
VoDkA (capital letters are always V, D and A)
Salt Lick
Tomato Picker
Sun Gardening
Cole Slaw
Triscuit Knife
Trash Bag
Fag Killer
Supa Nigga
KMFDM
Zombie
Sombero
Debug
Randy and Judy Brown watch the Rampart Range video at the Jeffco Sheriff’s Office in 2003
That must be a very odd, horrific feeling to be watching that video and comprehending a different side of Dylan since he had been over to their house on many, many occasions from sweet little boy to shy, (seemingly) gentle teenager.
“I think Dylan on one occasion did say: "Wouldn’t it be kind of fun to sit on the soccer field and shoot at the school? Like shooting at the windows would be kind of fun”, and you know, everyone on the table kind of laugh a little cause we thought he was all joking.”Chris Morris
Dylan had on his coat and those glasses and as Sue looked around the restaurant she thought people were uncomfortable and afraid of him. Then she said,’Dylan,people are afraid of you with that on. You need to take it off.’ And he just smiled at her. I think when he got this coat, it was the first time he ever felt power in his life.
Judy Brown, mother of Brooks Brown, recalling an incident that happened 4 months before the massacre when Dylan was dinning at a restaurant with his mother Sue. (via trenchcoatmafia-judgementday)
“Dylan Klebold, along with his friend Eric Harris, shot and killed 13 people and injured 23 others in April, 1999 in Columbine High School, before they turned their guns on themselves. My family moved into the same Colorado neighborhood as the Klebold family in July 1998, seven months before…
God damn imagine Dylan’s yelling during the massacre I would be shitting myself because if he can play yell real fucking good imagine the power in his real yells
It’s a really scary thought. The audio of him yelling in the hallways…
Yes. Dylan would have scared me much more that day than Eric. Eric fired his guns more, but Dylan was so huge and his mannerisms and body language that day were horrifying. Just looking at the surveillance footage scares me. Dylan looked like a thug. It makes me feel like throwing up.
I found Dylan’s deameanor on the cam really interesting. You can pick out a lot of differences in his movements that day compared to vids of him before then. He seemed a lot more powerful and brooding.
He was extremely confident that day. I think when he entered the school that day Dylan was long gone and VoDKa had completely taken over. Dylan was meek and clumsy and shy and awkward, but VoDKa was strong, powerful, intimidating and confident.
YES EXACTLY. I believe that the VoDKa and Reb personas were a part of them yet seperate in a sense, born of the toxic emotions and enviroments. Wonderfully put.
Reading Dylan’s diary, the scrambled shards of the world fall back into place. Sometimes I can almost see his hand writing the letters of the words on its pages, doodling and sketching the glyphs in the margins, following the silent flow of thought to word to inscription. Hearing his voice in the…
I believe he did recognize his ideal beloved within himself, and in the end, he was “his own hero” and he knew it.
Instantly reminded me of: “I will have a love, someone who is me in a way.”
“I didnt want to be a jock… I wanted the happiness that they have – & i will have something infinitely better” – Dylan Klebold
“….If you do know who I am, or if you want to anyway, leave me a note please leave a note in my locker saying whatever you want whether that be telling me to fuck off or else you’ll call the cops, or if you want to say whatever, just please do me that favor… if you tell me to leave you alone, I will.
I like you [The Girl] but I
won’t force that ever.
(locker and combo) #837
19-37-9
PS (I DID try to call you
but you must have been asleep) “
I think a lot. Think… think… that’s all my life is, just shitloads of thinking… all the time… my mind never stops… – Dylan Klebold
Dylan’s hesitation?
A stampede was under way. The lunch crowd had panicked. Most took cover under tables; some ran for the stairs. About 100 were caught on the staircase, racing for cover on the second floor. Dylan took a few steps and lifted his weapon to firing position. For the second time, he appeared to lose his nerve. He swept his rifle in an arc across the room. He watched the students disappear up the stairs. He did not fire. Instead he rejoined Eric at the top of the external staircase.
It’s not clear why Dylan made his excursion into the cafeteria. Perhaps to see what went wrong with the bombs? But he never went near them. He made no attempt at detonation. It’s more likely that Eric sent him in to build up the body count.
Klebold, who had just shot Rohrbough and Kirklin, stepped over Graves, now playing dead in the doorway. That probably saved his life. The gunman briefly went into the cafeteria, holding his weapon in what some described as a “ready-to-fire” sweeping motion. He did not shoot but looked around and then walked back outside and returned to the top of the steps.
By the time Klebold stepped over Graves and briefly walked into the entrance of the cafeteria with his guns, most students had evacuated. Others were hiding under tables or had sought refuge in the school pantry, the refrigerator or kitchen area. Because Sanders had instructed the kids to hide or get out, the cafeteria appeared to be empty.
Klebold turned around and walked back outside, stepping over Sean Graves, and joined Harris back at the top of the stairs. The gunmen continued shooting their guns, lighting pipe bombs and throwing them into the senior parking lot or onto the school roof, while shooting toward the ball fields where students were fleeing.
Is this truly confirmed in the 11K by witnesses that Dylan swept his Tech-9 at the mass exodus of students on the steps and in that moment, refrained from shooting? If so, which students reported this?
The Everlasting Contrast 