The Yellow Brick Road to Nowhere

The horrific killings in California are dominating the news. It seems that Elliot Rodger’s family sought help in the preceding weeks, but to no avail.

In a way, we’ve been there, too. Seeking help for a loved one, but help couldn’t be found. At first, I thought it was because we didn’t have vast sums of money for treatment. But if that young man’s wealthy family couldn’t get help for him, how could we expect to find any?

When you know a loved one is troubled, you do anything you can to help them, both for their sakes and for possible future victims. In our case, we were told by the cops there was no facility for treatment unless we wanted him to come out ‘worse than he was when he went in’.

What is wrong with our society when those most in need of help can’t get it? And then when there is a horrific outcome involving guns, people blame the guns??? It’s not the guns, folks, it’s our society!!!! A society that encourages overt sexuality and acceptance of all its forms, even when it’s not a mentally healthy practice. A society in which those in desperate need of help are explained away as ‘boys being boys’, or ‘he had a tough childhood’ or ‘he was a member of the Tea Party’. A society in which the breakdown of the family has had a corresponding increase in these awful behaviors.

There is no accountability anymore. We have a president who is so blasé about his responsibilities that he doesn’t get mad until he hears about it ‘in the news’. By then it’s too damn late. Our society as a whole echoes this ignorant response to our problems.

Acceptance of self has trumped acceptance of personal responsibility. If it feels good, it’s your right to do it, and screw anyone else. If someone else’s beliefs make you feel less than a person, it’s the other person’s fault. Elliot Rodger is the epitome of that mantra. That’s what caused the trouble for our family member.

And it’s destroying all of us.

7 Responses to “The Yellow Brick Road to Nowhere”

  1. wRitErsbLock Says:

    Apparently it’s hard to find help even when the person in need of help is the seeker. So I’ve heard.

  2. Mrs. Who Says:

    WB: I hate that, too…mental health is such an upside-down science…

  3. Jess Says:

    The media will dig, until they have enough information to create a story to fit their particular agenda. Until then, the sensational ratings machine will be redlining.

    We’ll never know the real story, although if someone picked through the crap called news, they’d find an individual with a mental disorder hidden by money, and the fear of a social stigma. The discovery of disturbing behavior probably started years ago and more than enough knew the murderer was someone to watch, be careful around and the most astute would have always been armed, when they knew he was close.

    Everyone is accountable and there are enough in our society to see that the problems we now face will make us stronger.

  4. diamond dave Says:

    Yep, I’m sick of the whole mess too. We are failing as a society in teaching our children basic right from wrong. Because today what passes for right and wrong are polar opposites of what we grew up with.

  5. vwbug Says:

    I have been blessed with an exception therapist… but she can’t help with all the issues. And so I have been floundering on some big ones with my son. I keep hoping and praying we will make through all of this but society certainly does not help.

  6. pam Says:

    Yup.

    And this hits close to home. Our 13 year old bi-polar granddaughter was baker-acted last week. They kept her for three days and took her off two of the meds in her ‘cocktail’.

    She’s been in therapy virtually her entire life. Not helping. Obviously. I’m scared of her and for her. Now… what will happen to her?

  7. Mrs. Who Says:

    When they’re throwing meds at these kids, it’s like they just go down a checklist of possible drugs. ‘Oh, that doesn’t work, let’s do this one. Nope? Okay, onto the next one. And the next one. And the next one.”

    When my husband’s eldest was on these types of drugs, he was a different person. A mean person. He got off of them, graduated high school, went in the Army and did well. Then his wife cheated on him, he got a divorce, and sank into a depression. He’s started meds again…and once again he’s cold, irrational, and not himself, making stupid decisions. Plus the drinking he’s doing is not helping. But he’s stopped talking to us…mainly because he’s returned to the home of the mother who allowed her husband to sexually abuse him. The drugs are effin’ him up, keeping him from thinking straight.

    I think many of these people need a work farm. A farm where people in a bad place can go physically work off the sadness or aggression or anger. Literally sweat it out of their bodies. And then be too tired to let it get worked up inside of themselves again. My husband and I used to say if we ever won the lottery, we would buy a horse ranch, and let kids like his son work off their problems.

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