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Klebold called his journal, more poetically, "Existences: A Virtual Book." It alternates between odes to his lonely misery and pages full of winged hearts, symbols of his love for a girl Cullen calls "Harriet," to whom Klebold apparently never spoke. Whereas Harris dreamed of homicide, Klebold dreamed about suicide: "Thinking of suicide gives me hope that i'll be in my place wherever i go after this life--that ill finally not be at war w. myself, the world, the universe." Klebold was the follower, not the planner. Under Harris' careful direction, he learned to turn his inner pain inside...
...atrocity, what is it? Harris' story doesn't help us any. It's familiar and unilluminating: he was wired to kill. If there is a lesson here, it lies in Klebold's story, which is the more disturbing because he was, at heart, like us. He was capable of love and sympathy, and he discarded them. Some killers are natural born. Klebold was made...
...muse; as long as he drinks he will have material to write. Jerzy takes no time to avoid drinking again after leaving the center; he hails a cab to the bar whose title the novel bears. But the Mighty Angel is a name that Jerzy attributes to his love as well—the elusive girl in the yellow dress. The question arises whether this angel, this manifold savior, is just as fragile and just as fraught as the alcoholics that worship it. While Jerzy seems to have escaped this cycle of rehabilitation and relapse by the novel?...
...controversy, the drama, the intrigue around Lev’s formal goes far deeper than that. Love, democracy, betrayal, financial woes, and the uber-fancy Top of the Hub all played into this story. Find out more about this soap opera after the jump...
...compelling in their unraveling. None of Deacon’s tracks stands still for too long. They either escalate into an explosion of energy or abruptly change course, always keeping the listener on the edge of his seat. This anticipation inevitably elicits a strong reaction—whether you love or hate a Deacon song, you can be sure you feel something when listening to it. Not all of “Bromst,” however, inspires some mix of either uncomfortable or appreciative emotions. There are a few tracks on the album that are exceptions...