honestly i don’t condone any criminal act . i’m on here because i am interested in columbine, i’m interested in how two normal teenagers can commit such a horrible crime, how innocent people were killed, what eric & dylan were like . about the victims, how they were like, where they were heading . they were all just like us . human beings . now they’re all gone, it’s been 15 years now . we all shared this same earth 15 years ago . i’m interested in cases like this, i am planning in studying criminology . it’s all interesting to me . i’m not on here to support or condone any act of crime or anything like that . just wanted to make that clear .

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misfitslivings:

Rest in peace! We love you :)

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The Harris’ meet with Daniel Mauser’s parents:

The original was posted on the Mauser’s website, but deleted it shortly after.
"The day before yesterday, my husband and I met Eric Harris’ parents. In the past year, individually, we had written to the Harris family via their attorney. My husband still had some unanswered questions for the parents of the young man who murdered our son at Columbine. I wanted to convey that, after ten years, I felt I had forgiven Eric. I had mixed feelings about the parents. I didn’t know (and still really don’t) how much they were to blame for what took place. I do believe they have suffered greatly. I also believe it’s entirely possible that they did not do a great deal wrong. Grossly, anyway. Maybe even much less wrong than lots of families whose kids turn out fine. Evil has a certain mysterious aspect to it. It’s threatening to believe that it can come out of nowhere. Most often, I think there’s an explanation. But maybe not always. We met the Harrises at a Quaker meeting hall in East Denver, the church of their attorney. It was a well-lit long and narrow room with wooden floors and lots of windows. We sat on benches across from one another in an alcove. Mr. Harris smiled and said, "Nice to meet you," and extended his hand. I said, "Thank you for coming." They brought me a basket of flowers. The attorney left. We sat and talked for maybe an hour. I didn’t know what to expect. We did convey that we were sorry for their suffering. Mr. Harris struck me as very intelligent and well spoken. He was genial and open to questions. His precise speech reminded me that he had been a pilot in the Air Force. In my mind, I had somehow pictured him as a large, overbearing, militaristic, authoritarian sort of fellow. He seemed to be none of these. He was more like a rather avuncular next door neighbor (and he practically WAS my next door neighbor). He was on the tall side but rather slight. Mrs. Harris seemed shyer, but she too was friendly. Brown bobbed hair, matching black and white outfit and black sandals with toenails painted red. Nothing about them seemed much out of the ordinary. I did think that Mrs. Harris had what I once read Ian Fleming describe as a "cruel mouth," but that may have been my own projection (and can you really judge character by appearance?). Mr. Harris affirmed his wife as having been a "good mother." They were interested in how our elder daughter Christine was doing. Mr. Harris talked about his pride in his eldest son, Kevin, and that he was doing well and was "successful." They seemed genuinely mystified by wht had happened to their son. They seemed to rather readily accept that he was a psychopath. They didn’t know how he became so. They said what we’ve heard in the media, that he "fooled them" and fooled the psychologist who was treating him. They felt mislead by the psychologist who told them not to be concerned about a trenchcoat, that it was "only a coat" and that he apparently regarded Eric’s problems as minor. They said that Eric did seem to feel slights intensely, and that once he had slammed his fist into a brick wall and scraped his knuckles but that that was one of few clues that they had ever had that he was an angry person. They admitted that he had few friends and wasn’t particularly interested in joining any clubs. They attributed it to his introverted nature. He did date somewhat, however. Mr. Harris made reference to the fact that Eric had an operation to repair a chest abnormality (apparently he was born with his chest slightly caved in). He had been self-conscious about it. I asked Mr. Harris if Eric seemed overly fond of weaponry. He said no, that Eric did subscribe to a gun magazine, but that he thought he only did so to help him understand the video game "Doom" more readily. Supposedly they didn’t know about the weapons stashed in the house. According to Mr. Harris, they were well hidden in a window well. I should mention we did not approach this meeting in the manner of a police interrogation. It was more like a conversation with questions. Mrs. Harris said that the media inaccurately reported that she wouldn’t allow police in her basement. I don’t know if this is true. Mrs. Harris reiterated that Eric had made no plans for the fall of 1999, despite her insistence that he either find a job or be registered for school. She seemed a bit unclear on whether he had taken any college entrance examinations. I thought it a little odd that she would not remember. However, she also said that she was thinking of community college for him, so maybe that explains it. I’ll admit that I was zealously looking for clues, anything that would explain Eric’s aberrant behavior. There seemed little, if anything, to seize upon. They talked about Eric at some length. Just about the time I was noticing that they hadn’t asked anything about OUR son (and thinking, o.k., they must be narcissists), Mrs. Harris piped up and asked me what my favorite memory of our son was. They listened to our descriptions and seemed interested. They disavowed having ever beaten or been cruel to Eric. Mrs. Harris worked but said that she was always "available" for Eric. She seemed convincing. They had recently selected a cake (yellow with chocolate frosting) for his graduation. At various points during the interview, Mrs. Harris cried and said that she was so sorry this had happened. They mentioned that Eric had never been in serious trouble. They said they carefully supervised the community work he did. When Eric said that one of the "bosses" had let him get out of doing some of the hours (for breaking into a van), Mrs. Harris said they made him go back and do it anyway. They ate meals together as a family. Eric’s older brother was away at school when the shootings happened and has since graduated from college and married. It’s quite possible that the parents could be lying or exaggerating about a number of things, but I also note that the parents who filed suit against them (we were not among them) had their lawsuits dismissed. I am not critical of those who filed the lawsuits and I don’t consider us particularly noble for not having filed one. At the time, we didn’t want the strain of it. Indeed, filing the lawsuits was perhaps a good step in fact finding. Unfortunately the testimony of both the Harris and Klebold families has been sealed under court order, to be opened decades from now. I wish they had released the testimony, but I suspect that we will not find many more compelling answers there. I asked the Harrises if they felt too vulnerable talking to the media, and they said that they didn’t think they could endure it. Were there signposts along the way? According to the Harrises, only a few. Although some would probably brand me naive, the Harrises did not strike me as calculating and/or devious people. More like a bit hapless. I think hardly anyone could have predicted the viciousness of this crime, save for those who saw Eric’s website. Were the parents negligent for not knowing what was on Eric’s website and individual web pages? Probably somewhat, but how many parents know everything about their kids’ internet useage? (Maybe this should be a bit of a cautionary tale). The Harrises seemed to at least have an average level of involvement in their son’s life. Maybe their parenting style did not rise to the level of heroic or even greatly involved, but neither do most. They did not seem overly empathetic, but they did not seem like callous people either. My husband was, I think, somewhat frustrated with this interview. At one point he asked them, "so there is nothing we can learn from this, no mistakes were made?" According to the Harrises, none were. They did not seem overly defensive. One thing that struck me was that they did not seem to second guess themselves much. They did not seem to doubt themselves, which I found slightly disquieting. Unless the Harrises were extremely good liars, I think there were some red flags but none that were all that blatant. I’m aware that the Brown family indicated that they told the Harrises of threats Eric made against their son. Probably the Harrises should have taken this more seriously, but I’m also aware that teenage boys can get into "He said/He said" types of situations. I believe I would have acted differently if my child purportedly made threats, but I still cannot say that I believe the Harrises acted with outlandish indifference. I did tell the Harrises that I forgave their son. To those who say ten years is too long, let me just say that it can take awhile to get a handle on the rage and allow some healing to take place. They seemed pleased. I felt uncomfortable extending forgiveness to them, because a) Eric was the one who committed the crime, b) they didn’t ask for my forgiveness, except for what their son did, and most importantly c) I still feel somewhat ambiguous about them, albeit somewhat more positive than I did. I did tell them I wished them peace. however. I can say that I do feel better having looked them in the eye. They did not seem monstrous, maybe just all-too-human."

ericharrisblog:

The library door

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The library door

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murderonabbeyroad:

No but this really got to me.

love this

murderonabbeyroad:

No but this really got to me.

love this

doctorkongx:

I have a sudden craving to play both of these games. They were so damn fun. Definitely a game that needs to be re-made. Incredible soundtracks too.

i have both of these & i love them !! i’m disappointed they never made anymore after the DS version, which was a total fail 😔

rachelscottblog:

Rachel Scott’s room