The Internet + Evil People
I watched the Nick Berg beheading video online the other day. I’m not sure why I did it, but after watching it, I wished I hadn’t. I guess it took actually seeing it for me to completely process a few things:
The first 2/3 of the video consists of the murderers reading their statement in Arabic with Nick sitting in front of them staring blanking and occasionally shifting, clearly having no clue what is about to happen to him. Once the main killer finishes his statement he pulls a knife out and begins hacking. The others jump on top of Nick and hold him down until he bleeds out and his head comes off. It’s that simple, and that unbelievable.
It’s been several days since I looked at it, and even now just writing this description is making my heart race. Actually, the worst part of the video is the sound, believe it or not. The video is grainy, but not grainy enough. But those screams, which eventually turn into wheezing gasps as the knife cuts past his wind pipe, are sickening.
After my initial shock I began to picture this thing from the perspective of Nick’s family. What if this was video of my best friend, son, brother, or father being brutally murdered for the whole world to see on the internet? How would I feel if some punk in his office cubicle was satisfying his morbid curiosity by watching one of my loved ones get killed? I’d be pretty damn disgusted I bet. I feel kind of disgusted for having watched.
This is just another point/counter-point on my beloved internet. It offers the ability to instantly share experiences and knowledge, while simultaneously being able to spread hate and murder.
I guess I wrote this to tell you that if you think you want to see the video, think again.
- The shear horror of watching someone die violently
- The level that a mind and heart has to be at in order to do such a thing to another person
The first 2/3 of the video consists of the murderers reading their statement in Arabic with Nick sitting in front of them staring blanking and occasionally shifting, clearly having no clue what is about to happen to him. Once the main killer finishes his statement he pulls a knife out and begins hacking. The others jump on top of Nick and hold him down until he bleeds out and his head comes off. It’s that simple, and that unbelievable.
It’s been several days since I looked at it, and even now just writing this description is making my heart race. Actually, the worst part of the video is the sound, believe it or not. The video is grainy, but not grainy enough. But those screams, which eventually turn into wheezing gasps as the knife cuts past his wind pipe, are sickening.
After my initial shock I began to picture this thing from the perspective of Nick’s family. What if this was video of my best friend, son, brother, or father being brutally murdered for the whole world to see on the internet? How would I feel if some punk in his office cubicle was satisfying his morbid curiosity by watching one of my loved ones get killed? I’d be pretty damn disgusted I bet. I feel kind of disgusted for having watched.
This is just another point/counter-point on my beloved internet. It offers the ability to instantly share experiences and knowledge, while simultaneously being able to spread hate and murder.
I guess I wrote this to tell you that if you think you want to see the video, think again.
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1 Comments:
After hearing of about this... don't know what to call this really... let's just call it a "thing" for now. I too pondered if I wanted to see the footage knowing full well the internet must be flooded with the footage. I'm glad I didn't and, after reading your article, I KNOW I never will. I've always had a trouble watching these type of horrific events. I can't even watch security cam footages of store clerks getting shot or the twin towers collapsing on local news without turning away from the TV set so I can't imagine what you must have felt. I find this "soft" tendency of mine getting stronger as I grow older. I don't know if that's good or bad. I just wished that I won't have to see or hear things as horrific as these. At times like this, I'm glad that I'm not a religious person. Don't get me wrong. I have nothing against someone else's belief. I'm just glad I don't have to ask why these things happen to a higher being (because I certainly cannot understand why on my own) and take a chance of not getting an answer back.
Hang in there,
sox
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