I am quitting {MOB}[Regs], Adios from Ramos Options Rating

[Ramos]

Today, I am announcing that I am quitting {MOB}[Regs]. This is long overdue.

{MOB}{Regs] was the first clan that I ever belonged to. I am what is known as a "mature" player in the gaming community: married with three kids, I own a house, and I graduated from college. So, I may not have been the best fit from the start. A member of my family, a person who plays computer games under the name Mona Lisa, encouraged me to join. I love the competition from online gaming, and one day I hope to play again with another group that may share my same philosophies: namely, that you can have fun without spewing hate.

I can only trust that my comments which follow will not be censored and will be afforded the same privileges by the site administrator as were given to those who created my reasons for leaving in the first place. I am quitting because I believe these forums have become a dangerous place where hate and aggression flourish and are encouraged to breed and grow. I don't fear for my life, but I do fear for yours. I fear for what your lives may become if this atmosphere of hate is not checked.

Some examples:

A forum post:

"Mona why don't you do us all a favor and put your mouth around a 12 ga."
A person who plays games under the name {MOB} Ice Cold.


Another post:

"hey mona lisa

how about this

just fucking die”

Another by the same person:

“you're a god damn idiot.

your a dumb bitch and i hope you die by stoning; dumb cunt."
A person who plays games under the name {MOB} Redeemer.

Another:

"YOU KNOW WHAT I HATE!!!? People who think they can forecast the weather!!! Like just the other day, this punk i know was saying 'Yeah tomorrow we are gonna get like, 2 feet of snow in just a few hours. They were saying its gonna be the biggest snow in ten years.... And that day we get an inch of snow.... I feel like getting a baseball bat, breaking it over his head, and then STABBING him with the broken end!!!!"
My dead neighbor from Littleton, CO, Eric Harris.

On April 20, 1999, I lived by myself on a cul-de-sac in the small, suburban town of Littleton, Colorado. It was there that two high-school seniors, Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris, enacted an all-out assault on Columbine High School during the middle of the school day. I didn't know them personally, but I had seen them and their group, the Trench Coat Mafia, walking around the neighborhood. They dressed in black, and seemed odd. I had moved there from downtown Denver where in the fourteen years I was there, 10 people had been murdered within a two block radius of my house -- including the man across the street that was stabbed 114 times. Happy to be out of that environment, I was oblivious to the kids of the suburbs; they seemed harmless.

They were gamers -- just like us.

Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris were both intelligent, came from solid homes with two parents, and had older brothers who were three years their senior. In elementary school, Klebold and Harris had both played in sports such as baseball and soccer. Both enjoyed working with computers. Klebold and Harris seemed to spend their time doing normal teenager activities. They worked together in a local pizza parlor, liked to play Doom in the afternoons, and worried about finding a date to the prom. For all outward appearances, the boys looked like normal teenagers. Looking back, Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris obviously weren't your average teenagers. They were angry teenagers. They were not only angry at athletes that made fun of them, or Christians, or blacks; they basically hated everyone except for a handful of people.

On the front page of Eric Harris's journal, he wrote:
"I hate the fucking world."

Harris also wrote that he hated racists, martial arts experts, and people who brag about their cars.
Here's some more remarks Eric said:
"You know what I hate? Star Wars fans: get a friggin life, you boring geeks.

You know what I hate? People who mispronounce words, like 'acrost,' and 'pacific' for 'specific,' and 'expresso' instead of 'espresso.'

You know what I hate? People who drive slow in the fast lane, God these people do not know how to drive.

You know what I hate? The WB network!!!! Oh Jesus, Mary Mother of God Almighty, I hate that channel with all my heart and soul."

Both Klebold and Harris were serious about acting out on this hate. As early as spring 1998, they wrote about killing and retaliation in each other's yearbooks, including an image of a man standing with a gun, surrounded by dead bodies, with the caption, "The only reason your still alive is because someone has decided to let you live." Klebold and Harris used the Internet to find recipes for pipe bombs and other explosives. They amassed an arsenal, which eventually included guns, knives, and 99 explosive devices. No one can say for sure why Klebold and Harris committed such a horrific crime. Many people have come up with theories including being picked on in school, violent video games (Doom), violent movies (Natural Born Killers), music, racism, Goth, problematic parents, depression, and more. Looking back, there were telltale hints and clues that something was seriously wrong. Videotapes, journals, guns and bombs in their rooms would have been easily found if the parents had looked.

Harris had made a website with hateful epithets that could have been followed up on.
Looking back, the clues were there. The obsession with weapons, war and death. The endless rounds of bloody computer games. The vicious rantings on the Internet. That's where the lives of Harris and Klebold intersected: in front of a computer. Klebold planned to study computer science. They were die-hard gamers. Harris always had top-of-the-line equipment, even when they first met as freshmen four years earlier. Together, they gamed, they hacked, they created and modified programs. They found power through technology. Even when the two wrote their violent, morbid poems and essays, some classmates saw it as nothing more than creative license fueled by teen-age angst. "It's a creative-writing class," Michele Fox said. "You write about what you want. Shakespeare wrote all about death."

{MOB}Redeemer posted referring to Mona Lisa:

"would you like me to be more complex?

your a dumb bitch and i hope you die by stoning; dumb cunt."

And another by {MOB}Redeemer about Mona Lisa:

"death threats. it was simply wishful thinking and hopes that she will leave. forever. and not go out of her way to change her ip to come back to us."

I didn't bother searching the many other posts that have been made here with similar beliefs. In my case, these remarks were enough. When I asked the site administrator to close the topic bashing Mona Lisa and Shane, I was told, basically, that it would be against their practice of allowing freedom of the speech to do so. Freedom becomes more dangerous when shrouded in anominoty. Now, I'm starting to doubt my purist First Amendment beliefs. The Web has strengthened freedom, but it also has made it more dangerous. Now, teen-agers can go on the Web, read hate literature, look at pornography, gamble, play bloody cybergames and learn how to make a bomb. And many parents, not computer-literate, stand by bragging as their kids "play on the computer."

I wonder how many of your parents know what you are reading here. Eric and Dylan’s parents would have found guns under the bed, bombs in the garage, and hate on their computers if they had bothered to look. I also wonder if I may be the only person who is disgusted with the hate found here on the MOB forums. Here on these forums, people hate campers, and hate hackers, hate other clans, hate people who correct their grammar or criticize their writing skills, and especially, it would appear, they hate people who won’t go away.

In hindsight, signs leading up to the killings in Littleton were obvious -- to the ones who did nothing but watched and listened -- I say, “how could you?” As Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold went about killing a dozen of my neighbors, I watched from a distance, wishing I could have helped. Now, six years later, I am trying here today to make up for it. I am not trying to infer that these guys who I quote here are capable of that kind of violence, but writing of this sort may attract those who are. Please stop writing hate; exercise some control over those who do, and begin embracing your gaming brothers as friends instead of suggesting they die by a violent death.

Adios,

Ramos

[Isis]

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[Himmler]

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