Disclaimer: killing bad
TL;DR: We admire Killer-Incels because we identify with them and their successes but have absolutely nothing in common with their victim.
I have a theory on why incel related killers are held in such high regard by some members of the incel community. I think most of you are semi aware about the reasons for that but I would like to dissect those reasons in a manner that is easy to understand. Maybe even those self-proclaimed “journalists” and “terrorism-experts” can learn something here.
I think this phenomenon is the result of two separate processes:
Alienation from the victims:
In short: The suffering of others, especially women, does not disturb me anymore.
Failure to socialize (because of the way you look) can lead to a willing separation from the rest of society. Continuous bulling, romantic failure, bad faith advice disguised as “tough love” are hurtful and it is natural to separate from the source of hurt. This separation is not only physical but also mental. You stop seeing the people who antagonize you as people. Instead they become a hostile homogeneous mass which you associate with a lifetime of negative experience. You have no commonalities with those people, they life in an entirely different social world than you. At this point empathy is not only hard to maintain, it even becomes another conduit through which this mass will harm you.
So what effect does it have on you if something bad happens to a few individual members of this mass? In the best case you have, in your isolation, long since stopped thinking about those people. They are now as unimportant to you as the victims of the Mongol invasions. In the worst case you passionately hate them, and I don’t have to explain how satisfied we feel when “rightfully” hated people suffer.
I think this effect is strongest with women, since men and women inhabit different social spaces even under normal circumstances. Also, women can (and gleefully will) hurt a man on a deep emotional level that no other man can reach and modern men have no socially acceptable recourse to deal with it. Therefore women are the most dangerous components of the aforementioned mass. I no longer feel women are people, but more NPCs in a video game: I can see them, hear them, and sometimes talk to them. But there will never be anything more and trying to change that will always lead to disappointment, embarrassment and humiliation. Are you sad when an NPC dies?
Identification with the Killer:
In short: I share commonalities with the killer, therefore his joy is my joy.
Since humans are still social creatures, we still search for individuals with whom we have things in common. Our experience from the alienation-process has taught us that we are very unlikely to find those people in mainstream society. Instead we are better advised to look for individuals who are equally if not more shunned by society than we ourselves are, because by now society has become a “negative compass” to us. Murderers, Rapists, Dictators, spree Killers… Those people have not only overcome the hostile mass of humanity but also dealt it significant damage. Their crimes do not repulse us (see alienation), and we are free to admire their strength and successes. If we now scan this group for individuals with whom we share even a few defining attributes, we are bound to find some with which we identify:
When I read about Elliot Rodger it felt a lot like I was reading about myself. He was angry and frustrated for the exact same reasons that I am. Like me he felt absolutely powerless to change his situation. Admittedly, he might have been a colossal fuckwitt in other regards…
When I saw Seung-Hui Cho justifying his coming rampage, it was like I saw myself in a slightly different timeline. He was absolutely fed up, just like me.
So now we have found what we desired from the very start: people who are like us, our own tribe so to speak. And what a tribe it is: dangerous, fearless, determined and absolutely uncontrollable men. Thinking myself in their (spiritual) presence already gives me a huge boost of confidence.
Even better, like Jesus transcended death on the cross, these people transcended the fear that rules that heart of the common incel. The fear that keeps us from striking back and finally being heard: “!!!You shall no longer treat us like that!!!” Therefore they are Idols in the theological sense …and Idols are worshiped.
So, when an incels finally goes ER, liberates himself, enjoys the carnage and brings suffering over those who “deserve” it and sometimes gives a final “Fuck you” to society by committing suicide, I am strongly sympathetic an genuinely happy for one of my peers. The deeds of the Killer are cathartic to the rest of us. The victims however are emotionally nonexistent to me. They are like a horde of Nazi-Zombies, mowed down by the Movie Hero.
Contributing factors:
To block those two processes, society unusually conditions its members with strong moral guidelines. Depending on the individual intelligence, people will sometimes gain certain understandings which erode these guidelines. These understandings include:
Morale is subjective to the arbitrary whims of time and culture. Under different circumstances ER would have been absolutely justified to commit his actions and normies would have approved.
Morale is always selectively enforced, depending how well the recipients is liked/hated by wider society. Therefore morale is not really a guiding principle but more of a tool to be used.
Morale is always dictated by the strong, those who can enforce their moral convictions with violence if necessary. Since ER was able to violently enforce his Morales (in a limited fashion), he was right to do so.
TL;DR: We admire Killer-Incels because we identify with them and their successes but have absolutely nothing in common with their victim.
I have a theory on why incel related killers are held in such high regard by some members of the incel community. I think most of you are semi aware about the reasons for that but I would like to dissect those reasons in a manner that is easy to understand. Maybe even those self-proclaimed “journalists” and “terrorism-experts” can learn something here.
I think this phenomenon is the result of two separate processes:
Alienation from the victims:
In short: The suffering of others, especially women, does not disturb me anymore.
Failure to socialize (because of the way you look) can lead to a willing separation from the rest of society. Continuous bulling, romantic failure, bad faith advice disguised as “tough love” are hurtful and it is natural to separate from the source of hurt. This separation is not only physical but also mental. You stop seeing the people who antagonize you as people. Instead they become a hostile homogeneous mass which you associate with a lifetime of negative experience. You have no commonalities with those people, they life in an entirely different social world than you. At this point empathy is not only hard to maintain, it even becomes another conduit through which this mass will harm you.
So what effect does it have on you if something bad happens to a few individual members of this mass? In the best case you have, in your isolation, long since stopped thinking about those people. They are now as unimportant to you as the victims of the Mongol invasions. In the worst case you passionately hate them, and I don’t have to explain how satisfied we feel when “rightfully” hated people suffer.
I think this effect is strongest with women, since men and women inhabit different social spaces even under normal circumstances. Also, women can (and gleefully will) hurt a man on a deep emotional level that no other man can reach and modern men have no socially acceptable recourse to deal with it. Therefore women are the most dangerous components of the aforementioned mass. I no longer feel women are people, but more NPCs in a video game: I can see them, hear them, and sometimes talk to them. But there will never be anything more and trying to change that will always lead to disappointment, embarrassment and humiliation. Are you sad when an NPC dies?
Identification with the Killer:
In short: I share commonalities with the killer, therefore his joy is my joy.
Since humans are still social creatures, we still search for individuals with whom we have things in common. Our experience from the alienation-process has taught us that we are very unlikely to find those people in mainstream society. Instead we are better advised to look for individuals who are equally if not more shunned by society than we ourselves are, because by now society has become a “negative compass” to us. Murderers, Rapists, Dictators, spree Killers… Those people have not only overcome the hostile mass of humanity but also dealt it significant damage. Their crimes do not repulse us (see alienation), and we are free to admire their strength and successes. If we now scan this group for individuals with whom we share even a few defining attributes, we are bound to find some with which we identify:
When I read about Elliot Rodger it felt a lot like I was reading about myself. He was angry and frustrated for the exact same reasons that I am. Like me he felt absolutely powerless to change his situation. Admittedly, he might have been a colossal fuckwitt in other regards…
When I saw Seung-Hui Cho justifying his coming rampage, it was like I saw myself in a slightly different timeline. He was absolutely fed up, just like me.
So now we have found what we desired from the very start: people who are like us, our own tribe so to speak. And what a tribe it is: dangerous, fearless, determined and absolutely uncontrollable men. Thinking myself in their (spiritual) presence already gives me a huge boost of confidence.
Even better, like Jesus transcended death on the cross, these people transcended the fear that rules that heart of the common incel. The fear that keeps us from striking back and finally being heard: “!!!You shall no longer treat us like that!!!” Therefore they are Idols in the theological sense …and Idols are worshiped.
So, when an incels finally goes ER, liberates himself, enjoys the carnage and brings suffering over those who “deserve” it and sometimes gives a final “Fuck you” to society by committing suicide, I am strongly sympathetic an genuinely happy for one of my peers. The deeds of the Killer are cathartic to the rest of us. The victims however are emotionally nonexistent to me. They are like a horde of Nazi-Zombies, mowed down by the Movie Hero.
Contributing factors:
To block those two processes, society unusually conditions its members with strong moral guidelines. Depending on the individual intelligence, people will sometimes gain certain understandings which erode these guidelines. These understandings include:
Morale is subjective to the arbitrary whims of time and culture. Under different circumstances ER would have been absolutely justified to commit his actions and normies would have approved.
Morale is always selectively enforced, depending how well the recipients is liked/hated by wider society. Therefore morale is not really a guiding principle but more of a tool to be used.
Morale is always dictated by the strong, those who can enforce their moral convictions with violence if necessary. Since ER was able to violently enforce his Morales (in a limited fashion), he was right to do so.
