Whenever a high-profile person like Anthony Bourdain commits suicide, the worst people in the world pass along the suicide hotline in between tweets calling people they don’t like feckless c-nts. Anthony Bourdain is dead, because we killed him.
Turn on the television or fire up the Internet. Who is spreading a message of positivity and love?
Kanye did, and the media tried to kill him.
Talk about suicide and how men are 3.53 times more likely to commit suicide than women are. Watch what happens.
What are you, some creepy MRA who thinks men are oppressed? Gross!
If you talk about male suicide rates, you’ll be added to a hate watch list, targeted by the SPLC’s unstable readers. That’s not an exaggerated risk.
DC shooter wanted to kill as many as possible, prosecutors say
Corkins — who had chosen the research council as his target after finding it listed as an anti-gay group on the website of the Southern Poverty Law Center — had planned to stride into the building and open fire on the people inside in an effort to kill as many as possible, he told investigators, according to the court documents.
Women are depressed, too, and you can’t talk about why.
You can’t say that it’s unreasonable to expect a person – male or female – to “have it all.”
You can’t say that biological reality can’t be ignored.
You can’t say anything today, because one wrong word summons a mob to destroy your life and your family.
We can’t talk about anything today, because talking to the wrong people means you’re normalizing them.
A female acquaintance of mine gets attacked because she said I was one of the few people to never mansplain to her. That wasn’t high praise, but people are angry, and some say she’s normalizing me.
Yes, I, a world-famous public figure, needs normalized. Because? Well they never offer a because.
Tribalism means you can’t talk to people your in-group doesn’t approve of. You must join a tribe and destroy anyone not in your tribe.
We don’t talk. We call each other c-nts and worse. We scream at each other. We celebrate when Trump Tower is set on fire. We tell people to kill themselves. We add people to hate lists. We dox people. We complain when Kim Kardashian goes to the White House. We cheer “Mueller Time,” not stopping to think whether those prosecutorial abuses might be used against our side. We don’t celebrate pardons. We won’t work with people we don’t like.
This Energy creates a garden of suicide.
What seeds are we planting?
Are we watering and growing flowers?
Or are we growing hemlock?
It’s clear what Energy we are sending out. We are reaping what we have sown.
Suicide rates are up by 30 percent across the nation since 1999, federal health officials reported Thursday. And only about half the people who died by suicide had a known mental health condition, even though depression had been thought to be the major cause of suicide, the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention said.
“Cernovich, you’re a terrible person!”
Many people who tangled with me have their own complaints, and there’s some reasonable responses.
First, don’t assume you know the full story about people I’ve “attacked.” One person who loves to claim he’s a “victim” of me sent his followers to harass me, and his followers send threatening messages about my child. This “helpless victim” never apologized for this to me, never disavowed it, and in fact told my wife that we “weaponized” our child (by having pictures of her and I together) and thus deserved whatever we got. To this day he continues to stalk and harass me, and there’s an open criminal investigation into him.
Second, you’re right that I should never have even addressed the toxic people out there. Swimming in a sewer leaves you covered in sh-t. Live and learn.
Third, you have to go back a long way to really find something unusually mean (by Internet standards, don’t judge me when your allies are in the streets trying to kill people), and most of the satirical stuff people dig up never even had a wide audience until people amplified it. (Isn’t that ironic?)
That said, I am making my own commitment to spreading the right Energy. I recently reached out to two different people who, while engaged in debate, I crossed the lines in terms of making personal attacks. These were private conversations.
I have also been reaching out privately to journalists who lie about me rather than put them “on blast.” Often the journalist is a sociopathic liar, and has no interest in truth. A couple of times, though, the person realized the error or at least saw my point of view, and we had a human conversation.
If you’d like to do something productive rather than post the suicide hotline for cheap Retweets, you should start a conversation.
Reach out to someone.
If Anthony Bourdain had seen the outpouring of support he’s received today in death, maybe he’d had chosen to live. Reach out to someone today. You never know who needs it.
Who should you reach out to? It doesn’t matter, because you never know.
I sent one of my film directors a nice message to pass along to our cinematographer. The cinematographer strikes me as a happy guy. He’s young, physically fit, and engaged to be married. How could that guy ever had a bad day? You never know. Maybe your kind words will make a difference.
Worst case, the person you reach out to rolls his or her eyes at you, because people have trouble accepting compliments.
Think about this.
How do you respond to compliments?
You probably don’t know how to, because kindness is rare.
Everyone wants to complain and nit-pick today. Everyone is hooked on outrage. We love to hate.
Let’s choose to love to love.