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The serial killer is really quite an interesting phenomenon amongst human beings. They are so often associated with mental disorder and illness - merely shades of each and every one of our psyches of course - but there is a hidden reverence there, I believe, and it is far, far out of the realm of civil reason.
When people polarize one another into sub-groups within any given culture, they are rallying beneath murder and control, no matter the agenda. Indeed, murder - or the proposition of murder at least - is at the spine of every government, every religion, every institution trying to sell you something for profit - psychological or otherwise. When people stand in line to cast their ballots, they are voting for their warlord of "choice". In this sense, politicians are the most prolific serial killers around - but what they do for a living is considered "defence" or "peacemaking" - and people are all too eager to support this, especially when it is beneficial to themselves and they can be absolved of responsibility. The reptiles in us know that might is the only right there is; but in all of our "peacemaking", we forgot to look at the receipt and see just what it was we were buying into this entire time.
So why the idols at the top of bureaucracy, why the worship of all those effective peacekeepers we continue to support? Well, other than the fact that it's quite beneficial to their individual selves, people and countries *need* violence and conflict. It's the clearest display of status there is, and man is an animal of pure vanity, if there ever were one.
With this in mind, why do we condemn murderers and criminals all the while adoring (and despising) our politicians and leaders? Is it really so much less reprehensible to not sully your own hands than to take responsibility? Is "crime" even what is at stake here, or is it our infatuation with the illusion that is civilization and kitsch? In any case, serial murderers are condemned for their actions as though they were society's lowest manifestation. You cannot deny, however, they are all too often products of their environment - but I must ask just what sort of environment fosters such behaviour. Murder is probably even older than prostitution - assuming Eve wasn't just in it for the apples - so it's not that it's any certain culture - it's mankind.
The killer, however, is an island. He is a one-man government voted-in by both nobody and, in some sense, everybody. He is a superman of the highest individuality and the utmost silence, a cold gaze often hiding that reptilian stare we are bred and battered out of in early life. He is the basest incarnation of the highest power and most worthy of our praise should we find ourselves deeming individualism, attentiveness, self-control and temperance as virtues of the highest regard. He is more human than most, and his victims were weaker animals that have now, finally, served a purpose.
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There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
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probably. playing with my hair instantly puts me in a trance and i start moaning and making weird noises.
