Because of his father’s involvement in Hollywood, Elliot attended premieres of “Star Wars,” “Hunger Games,” “Indiana Jones,” and others. He even experienced the coveted red carpet treatment with accompanying photos! Because of Hollywood connections he was invited to a private Katy Perry concert! Whoever that is!

Elliot confessed that his father “was rarely there.” He blamed his parents for not buying him stylish clothes and getting him a “good-looking haircut”! This spoiled dude had anything he wanted, traveled the world, often first class, and he thought he was not liked because of his clothes and hair cut! He never considered that he wasn’t liked because he wasn’t likeable! Or because he was a self-absorbed snob.

When he mentioned his dislike of his haircut to momma, she took him to an expensive hair salon and had his hair bleached blonde and he became angry because the hair just above his ears was still dark. I think maybe I would get mad at that. Maybe momma should have ordered him a butch cut. Or, as in my day, a flat top!

In the ninth grade he cried every day at school! At a dinner party at the Bubenheims who were influential friends, some young friends were there and as they spoke of their active lives, parties, and dates Elliot confessed that he broke down and “cried in front of everyone.” He then told everyone that he wanted to commit suicide!

At his 14th birthday party in Morocco his stepmother’s father showed him some very gross, vivid, European porn that repulsed and excited him. That old dude should have gone to prison!

After this, Elliot was obsessed with sex and mentions it 193 times in his 137-page manifesto. He constantly writes of being rejected and humiliated by girls but he NEVER gives an example. If a girl made a sour face from across the room he assumed she was revealing her distaste, dislike, and disdain for him. His resentment toward young couples, who seemed to be having a good time, especially if they were involved sexually, was appalling, astounding, and abnormal. And ended up killing him. And others.

Where were his therapists and psychologists he had been seeing since age eight? Obviously, the kid had major problems when he whined and cried almost daily. He didn’t have female friends; he shook when he met someone, yet he thought he was “a perfect gentleman” with a “superior memory,” and thought he was “destined for greatness.”

He said that he would love to see rich, active, famous people burn alive. Sick, twisted dude. He declared, “I am Elliot Rodger . . . Magnificent, glorious, supreme, eminent. . . Divine! I am the closest thing there is to a living god.’’ Someone should have told him that he was a pathetic jerk and should enter the real world of commitment, work, and living for others. But he had not been exposed to the real world. He lived in another world where pills, passion, and privilege took control and warped his view of self and life.

As he finished high school and enrolled in college, he was obsessed with still being a virgin and never having kissed a girl. He blamed that on the thoughtless, unkind, evil women who were dedicated to making him suffer. He assumed every beautiful woman thought him repulsive and ridiculed and rejected him. The fact is: they didn’t think about him or know he was alive.

Did his father ever try to correct his son’s warped, wanton and wicked attitude about women? Did he ever take him by the hand and take him to a Bible-preaching church? Did he ever read the Bible to him and pray with him? Did he try to teach him to develop character whereby he would do right because it was right, not only for success? Did he tell him that money, prestige, and sex would not produce satisfaction? Did he ever challenge him to live for others rather than himself?

Did his parents, nannies, therapists, and psychologists, try to correct his incredible opinion of women? Elliot wrote, “There is no creature more evil and depraved than the human female….Women are vicious, evil, barbaric animals, and they need to be treated as such.” In his confused, wicked mind, the only answer was to kill all women, especially blonde women and their male lovers. Then he would be satisfied.

However, Elliot Rodger is not satisfied today. He is a virgin, no doubt in Hell. That’s the place for killers, rapists, adulterers, thieves, the proud, the haters and other lost souls of the world.

And were it not for the grace of God and parents who had character, that could be me.

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Almost all of the deranged, deadly mass shootings over the last 25 years were done by someone on anti-depressants or pain killers. Elliot was on Xanax and Vicodin. Side effects of Xanax (prescribed for anxiety and panic) are mental problems, confusion, hallucinations, hostility, thoughts of suicide, rage, aggression, and mild degree of mania. Vicodin, used for pain relief has side effects of guilt, shame, and depression, confusion, fear, unusual thoughts of behavior. When will we recognize that America is being destroyed by drugs–legal and illegal?

Elliot had major problems from his earliest years with everyone close to him contributing to his failure. He was born in England to the privileged family of Peter and Li Chin Rodger. His father was from England and his mother from Malaysia. Elliot lived in large, impressive homes, taking many foreign vacations. He wrote, “At the age of 4, I, Elliot Rodger, had already been to six different countries. Who can claim that, eh? The United Kingdom, France, Spain, Greece, Malaysia, and the United States.” And much of that travel was first class with first class accommodations in expensive beach hotels.

He was enrolled in an “upscale all-boys private school” (preschool) but he did not like it because he had to wear socks up to his knees! Poor, poor boy. He also thought the rules were “too strict.” Elliot confessed that he threw a temper tantrum at his third birthday party because his parents gave the first piece of cake to a friend. He thought that was unjust. He had to be the center of the universe. He got his first video game at age 6 and had “all the toys a little boy could want.” He had a nanny, and at one time, two nannies, until he was eleven years old!

A baby brother was born to the family just before they moved to America into “a big white house” in the upscale part of Woodland Hills, California. Elliot was enrolled in Kindergarten at a small private school named Pinecrest. His teacher required him to do some work after class (gasp!) so after two weeks he was enrolled in another private School. Quitting, along with whining was the main characteristic of Elliot.

Like most children he discovered that he got his way with tears. Eighteen times he wrote in his infamous 137-page manifesto, “I cried.” When he finished high school and was visiting in Morocco he broke down and cried in front of his step-mother’s family. Even when grown, he cried almost every day.

He was “absolutely shocked, outraged” when he was told at 7 that his parents were going to divorce. He wrote, “My mother and father got into a lot of arguments.” Shortly after the divorce his father had a “girlfriend” and Elliot was shocked since he thought a couple had to be married to live together. Hummm, I did too.

He began to accept his stepmother Soumaya (now a television actress) who was from a prominent family in Morocco, but he soon resented her because she presumed to discipline him. He didn’t like the rules she put in place. She even sent him to his room for an hour! (Wow! Call the Child Protection Agency!) After the divorce, he lived with each parent on a set schedule since they both lived in the general area.

His father, an assistant director of the “Hunger Games,” and stepmother Soumaya had a baby girl and later moved to a large house in the most prestigious part of Woodland Hills. Elliot chose his bedroom before the sale but was told that the baby would get the room since the desired room was closer to the master bedroom. Elliot wrote that “I was furious, and I threw a huge crying tantrum.” A few days later he was told that he could have the room he wanted. Elliot was at least normal in one respect: he learned how to manipulate his parents.

He wrote, “At mother’s house, I had it my way more often, and that’s how I wanted to live.” When he stayed with his father and stepmother, she often tried to discipline him. He admitted, “Mother always got me what I wanted, right when I wanted it. At mother’s house, all of my needs were met with excellent precision.” A monster was in the making! His mother even arranged “playdates” for him with other boys from school even when he was 16 years old! He mentions his “playdates” 27 times in his manifesto! No normal 16-year-old child needs or wants help with “playdates.”

At age 12 he played video games until 3:00 a.m. at Planet Cyber, a cyber café not far from his mother’s house! What sane parent or nannie would permit a child to be out until 3:00 a.m.? The video game, World of Warcraft (WoW) became an obsession. WoW is probably the most popular video game in the world. It is violent and features zombies, monsters, dragons, elves, and alien worlds. Elliot wrote, “It was all I would think about when I wasn’t able to play it.”

Elliot often spent five hours playing the game and his grades dropped precipitously. He wrote, “I was too absorbed in my game to care about anything else.” He later admitted to playing WoW 14 hours per day! Eventually, the game lost some of its luster and he wrote, that he “often broke down into tears” while playing. His stepmother tried to limit his game time and tried to make him do chores around the house but he “despised doing work around the house.” In that respect he was normal; however, children must be taught to work and be held accountable for the work.

Rather than playing violent video games, a young person should be doing household chores, playing with friends, going to church or youth activities, doing homework, talking with parents, playing with siblings, etc. In other words, learning to live.

On his 13th birthday he was permitted his first bottle of beer although he was given sips of wine much younger. As he got older, he drank often to hide from the world and himself. About this time a friend showed him pictures of “beautiful naked girls” and he wrote, “Ominous fear swept over me.” It seems from this time he longed, leered, and lusted after beautiful, blonde girls and hated them for not jumping all over him and hated and resented all boys who had a girlfriend. He could not be happy even with all the pills, passion, and privilege in his life. It is my opinion that he did not love girls but feared and hated them.

It seems all the adults in his life could not or would not tell him “no,” the most important word in the English language.

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