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Etoile said:I do wonder, though, if you think listening to music with violent lyrics prompts kids to go out and be violent, or playing violent video games does the same thing, or violent TV/movies.
I was just reading something the other day which I think is related.
I Don't Think They Deserved It
An article in the Post Magazine (Sunday, November 30, 2003; Page W16) speaks about how an adopted boy killed his parents one day. The article talks about his being influenced by "The Matrix" and when he killed his parents, he had a song playing on his earphones on full volume. Some quotes from the article...
He sat on his bed and stared at the wall, which was dominated by a life-size color poster from his all-time favorite movie, "The Matrix." He'd watched the film over and over, so many times that he wore out the VHS tape and had to buy a new one. He was drawn into its surreal world of virtual reality and he strongly identified with the hero named Neo, played by Keanu Reeves, who soared through cyberspace and exacted revenge on his imaginary enemies, blasting them away with a 12-gauge shotgun.
Josh related so strongly to Neo that, unknown to his parents, he'd bought the identical black, floor-length, cape-like trench coat that Reeves wore in the movie, along with the matching black boots and black wraparound sunglasses. When his parents were not around, Josh sneaked out the outfit just to wear around the house, while playing the "Matrix" soundtrack CD full blast on his headphones. Sometimes, he would put on his "Matrix" get-up and walk around by himself at Fair Oaks Mall. In Neo's coat and shades, Josh attracted a lot of attention, and he liked that. Just two days earlier, though, he'd worn his regular jacket and drawn little notice when he walked into nearby Galyan's sporting goods and laid out $535.65 in cash to purchase a shotgun, along with five boxes of ammunition. It was virtually identical to the Remington 12-gauge shotgun that Neo used.
In another part of the article -
His mind, he would later say, was a blur. His head was full of thoughts, yet somehow empty. Josh stuffed his portable CD player in his pocket and clamped on the earphones, choosing a song called "Bodies" by a favorite heavy-metal group, Drowning Pool. He had been listening to it repeatedly for more than a year. Now, in his room that February evening, he cranked up the volume to the max. The sounds pounding in his ears were relentless drumbeats, a blaring bass crescendo and a series of anguished, screamed lyrics:
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Beaten. Why for?
Can't take much more.
Josh took the loaded shotgun out of his closet and stuffed extra shells into his pockets. He headed out into the hallway, down the stairs to the family room, holding the 48-inch Remington 870 Express Super Magnum in front of his chest. He would later say he did not remember many details of what happened next, but that he had a flash that it all reminded him of "The Matrix."
One -- Something's got to give
Two -- Something's got to give
Three -- Something's got to give
Now!
Let the bodies hit the floor.
He descended the stairs toward the basement, and his mother stood up and turned toward him. He pointed the seven-pound shotgun at her, squeezed the trigger and blasted her in the chest. She staggered but didn't fall. Josh turned to see his father, who was 6-foot-3 and nearly 250 pounds, dive under his computer table.
Josh did not realize that his father had been on the telephone talking with Josh's 18-year-old sister, Tiffany, a freshman at Lincoln University in Pennsylvania. With his earphones blasting, Josh couldn't hear much, but Tiffany later told police that she heard what sounded like pots and pans falling to the floor.
Josh walked toward his father's computer table and stuck the gun barrel under it, firing several more blasts. He walked back upstairs to reload, then returned to the basement.
Skin against skin blood and bone
You're all by yourself but you're not alone
You wanted in
Now you're here
Driven by hate consumed by fear
Let the bodies hit the floor.
He took off the headphones to listen for his parents' voices. His mother was still standing, bleeding profusely from the chest. "What are you doing, Joshua? You wouldn't . . ." he heard her say. He looked her in the eye, and shot her in the face. Then he stepped over her body, and walked back to his father's side of the basement, where Paul Cooke already lay face down on the floor. Joshua fired several more shots into his father's upper body. The Fairfax County medical examiner would later determine that Margaret Cooke was hit twice, and Paul seven times.
It's a looong article and I could quote away to my heart's content but I'll stop here. Long post already. It's apparent that the movie and the songs, if not influenced, then triggerred off or at least heightened the boy's mental unstability. Agreed that he was abnormal but did the movie+songs influence him or not?
Other stories --
The Matrix Defense
This is about other people influenced by the movie Matrix and committing crimes. Very good reading and food for thought, if nothing more.
