This year has had a lot of punching down. We have regressed as a nation and lost irreplaceable elements of our government. We are sliding into fascism. This has not been a good year.
To have someone, anyone, remotely responsible die under such perfectly ironic circumstances was cathartic. Having the (alleged) shooter be a “Groyper” from the far right was cathartic. Seeing right wing politicians doing 180s after having declared civil war was cathartic (also terrifying).
However, it is STILL toxic to be continually gleeful about this guy dying a ironic death. Not because of online moderation or a “appropriate discourse” or respect for the dead, but from a human (i.e. me and you the reader) standpoint.
Celebration of his death. Celebration of the resulting trauma to the individuals in the crowd of mostly college students. Trying to get kicks from pointing out yet another ironic detail from the killing. Finding ironic quotes from his past. It not healthy nor does it shape you (or me) into a well balanced human being. It makes you (and me) a terminally online nihilistic asshole. It makes Lemmy a darker place. It makes snuff films slighty more palettable.
Rest in piss, Kirk. There was much to hate about you. I had my laughs. I am done playing with your corpse. I’m going to touch grass.
To quote someone here who I’ll never find because I’m on piefed:
“I do not see it morally as a very big problem that a person explicitly says that something is acceptable and then that thing is done to him. He wanted a certain kind of society and he got the kind of society he wanted. If there is life after death, he can spend that time being content of having changed the society.”
We are celebrating with Charlie, not against him