I feel like we don’t really understand one another. Maybe that is due to the way I worded things before, or maybe it is because we seemingly do not see eye to eye on Eric himself whatsoever. Allow me to explain what I meant a second time with more depth than the other asks about it were given. (I still cannot quite believe that this was born out of a silly attempt of mine at making light of how easily annoyed the kid was, but there we go.. one apparently cannot joke irreverently about big bad scary Harris without getting someone up in their case about him, lol.)
All I said was “Eric Harris does not scare me”. That is the truth of the matter. If I were terrified of him, I would not be able to give him the open space I do. If he scared me on some level, I would not be able to write about him in a way that dimensionalises him. I would not be able to feel empathy toward him and be honest about him. I have always been the latter – I have never glossed over who he was, but I have attempted to speak of why he was the way he was. I do not owe him this courtesy, but I wish to extend it toward him all the same. I don’t feel any fear where he is concerned. Eric Harris, as a person, does not terrify me in the slightest.
His actions and his intended actions on the day of the massacre are terrifying when you consider them and very frightening for everyone who had the misfortune of being faced with them in varying degrees. The cafeteria footage does not bring the horror of his actions home in the slightest. Seeing that footage does very little (if anything) to help someone understand the dichotomy between the boys we see on the home video footage and the boys as killers. The things that shake me are things like having Val Schnurr’s screaming in my ears as I listen to that one clear snippet we have of the 911 call, the descriptions by witnesses that are so vivid they become like a small videoclip in my brain, and the statements made by the professionals who walked the scene in the wake of that terror. Believe me when I say that I am fully aware of how terrifying those actions were to everyone. It’s something that has kept me awake at night and something that has deeply shaken me at varying points during my research.
My awareness of and my sensing of the fear that was caused by his actions does not influence my own feelings and understanding toward Eric. They are two separate things entirely to me. He was more than just that one day of his life, though I naturally will use the word “killer” when speaking of his actions that day as that is what he factually was at the time. I refuse to speak of him as “deranged”, because I cannot look at his fear and his isolation and his anger and his wayward insecurity and call him deranged in good conscience at the same time. I cannot speak of him in definites that judge him. I will leave it to my readers and followers to determine if my refusal to do so is a good thing or not. I feel that it may allow me to extend that same non-judgmental attempt at understanding toward all who may feel like Eric felt, and provide a view of Eric that is not hindered by kneejerk claims about only one part of his character at the same time.
I seek to understand him, not demonise him. There is no place for fear of him in that.