The purpose of bayonet training is to awaken your killer instincts. The killer instinct will make you strong. If the meek ever inherit the earth the strong will take it away from them. The weak exist to be devoured by the strong. Every Marine must pack his own gear. Every Marine must be the instrument of his own salvation.
Normal, ordinary people do not think like a Serial Killer. They have no conception of what is going on in a killer's mind, how he operates. They don't read, which is rightfully so. If they have a life to live, they're not going to spend a lot of time reading up on killers if that's not in their interest. Certainly, Serial Killers and killers have the advantage in that they use the element of surprise... uh... darkness, and such things as this...
The purpose of the bayonet training, Sergeant Gerheim explains, is to awaken our killer instincts. The killer instinct will make us fearless and aggressive, like animals. If the meek ever inherit the earth the strong will take it away from them. The weak exist to be devoured by the strong. Every Marine must pack his own gear. Every Marine must be the instrument of his own salvation. It's hard, but there it is.
do you have someone you can stay with? Hell, stay with your mother. The Pentagon doesn't have the security system she's got.' I really would rather die. 'I'm not putting my mother in the path of a serial killer. Thanks for the thought.' 'God help the serial killer who tackles your mother, ' Riordan muttered.
For 500 years the West patented six killer applications that set it apart. The first to download them was Japan. Over the last century, one Asian country after another has downloaded these killer apps- competition, modern science, the rule of law and private property rights, modern medicine, the consumer society and the work ethic. Those six things are the secret sauce of Western civilization.
How was I to know your pet was a god-killer? What kind of idiot ties herself down to one of his kind? (Dionysus) Well, gee, what was I supposed to do? Hook up with Mr. All-powerful God-killer or get myself a Mardi Gras float and hang out with him? (She pointed to Camulus, who looked extremely offended by her comment.) You're such a moron. No wonder you're the patron god of drunken frat boys. (Artemis)
LOCO-MOTIVE MAN I WRITE TO CLAIM A LOST IDENTITY, OF ME OOH - I LEAVE A MESSAGE FOR YOU ALL WRITTEN HERE THE FEAR THAT ARE MY DESTINY YOU SEE COME BEHOLD MADNESS YOU NEVER SAW NO LOVE FOR KILLER BABIES MY BLOOD IS WRITTEN ON YOUR WALLS OH IT'S TIME I LEAVE YA NOW MY LOCOMOTIVE RAGES OH NO YOU NEVER HEARD ME CALL OH I KNOW YOU'LL HEAR ME NOW I FEEL THE RAGE THAT BRINGS THE FAME OF THAT I NEED I'VE NOW A FACE FOREVER MORE LIVING WITH THE FEARS THAT HEAR THOSE FANTASIES IN ME COME AN SEE SADNESS YOU NEVER SAW NO LOVE FOR KILLER BABIES MY PAIN IS WRITTEN ON YOUR WALLS OH IT'S TIME I LEAVE YOU NOW MAMA LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME YOUR LOCOMOTIVE KILLER CALLS OH I KNOW YOU HEAR ME NOW DON'T WAIT FOR ME DON'T HATE FOR ME DON'T ASK OF WHAT WENT WRONG DON'T PRAY FOR ME OR WONDER WHY YOU'VE KNOWN THIS ALL ALONG I'VE SINNED FOR YOU I ENVY YOU YOUR PAIN I'LL KNOW I WANTED LOVE, YOU GAVE ME NONE I'VE COME TO TAKE YOU HOME CAUSE I'VE GONE TO MEET MY MAKER I'M LOCOMOTIVE MAN ONE KILLER BABY'S COME TO CALL CAUSE I'VE GONE TO MEET MY MAKER I AM YOU LOCO MAN I'M COMING DOWN TO TAKE YOU ALL
Now when you get something like the Apocalypse of John, when this avenging God is going to have blood to the bridle bits for 200 miles, I think that's venous, I don't think that's justice, I don't think that's Jesus, and I don't think it's the God of Jesus. That's the killer God, and the trouble with the killer God is that it justifies us doing the same, and in fact it invites us maybe to start with a bit.
John Dominic Crossan
I didn't think of myself as competitive. I thought in terms of having fun playing games and trying to win, but with me it was more hoping to win. I didn't have that killer instinct they say is required to get to the top. I couldn't see myself behaving as my dad did with his vociferous love for golf and football. The house resounded with his yells and groans during PGA and NFL tournaments. It seemed to me that yelling in itself required a killer instinct.
If you lose touch with nature you lose touch with humanity. If there's no relationship with nature then you become a killer; then you kill baby seals, whales, dolphins, and man either for gain, for "sport," for food, or for knowledge. Then nature is frightened of you, withdrawing its beauty. You may take long walks in the woods or camp in lovely places but you are a killer and so lose their friendship. You probably are not related to anything to your wife or your husband.
In books and movies, all the loose ends are tired, things are resolved, mysteries are solved, they catch the killer, the boy gets the girl, a sick baby is miraculously healed. In reality it doesn't always work that way. The killer gets away, the girl is in love with another boy, things just get buried under new dramas and don't get resolved. Life is far more complicated than the life depicted in a book or a movie.
Discipline makes hard men. Every hard man is capable of being a killer. But every killer is not capable of being a hard man. They can't endure that much. It's all about the endurance. That's why they become killers. Because they can't endure the pain. They need to kill the pain to stop it.
I also remember when I watched Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer  at, like, age 15. That scared the crap out of me. Because it didn't operate inside the usual conventions of the horror genre in the way that I could accept. I can accept horny teenager counselors being murdered at camp. But I couldn't accept the derangement of Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer, which was that anyone could be murdered at any moment - whole families, with no build-up music and no meaning. It terrified me.
MY ROAD TO GLORY IS FILLED WITH THORNS FEARING THOUGHTS FROM MY BRAIN AND I TRAIN TO REMAIN STRONG AND CAN I GIVE IT UP? I'LL BE A CHANGED KILLER MY THOUGHTS WILL MAKE YOU FEEL THE PAIN OF A TRAINED KILLER PLEASE BELIEVE THAT I'LL NEVER BE SHAMED AGAIN BUT CAN I LEAVE THE NEXT HEAVY WEIGHT CHAMPION? CALL ME CRAZY BUT NO ONE CAN FADE ME I'M THE PRODUCT OF THE PROJECTS LOST AND CRAZY THROW YOUR HANDS UP MR. BRUNO, WHY? BIG MIKE TYSON BOUT TO BRUTALIZE THAT ASS TONIGHT NO HESITATION FOR THE WHOLE NATION I BEAT THAT ASS SO BAD I PROBABLY VIOLATE PROBATION THROUGH DEMONSTRATION AS I STRATEGIZE INFORMATION AND INTEND TO KILL SO IT'S REAL LIKE I'M CATCHING CASES
When people pose the question, are you 'coxom', Tom Conrad? I like to pose a question back at them: Is J.K. Rowling actually a witch? Is Thomas Harris the no. 1 serial killer in the the US, did Yann Martell really spend a lifetime eating pie? Of course, as far as I know J.K. Rowling is not a witch, but instead is a rather lovely and talented writer. As for that Thomas Harris (equally talented), I very much suspect he isn't actually a serial killer at all, or if he is, he's involved in the biggest case of double bluff... ever! As for Yann Martell, well, as everyone with half a brain knows his book is actually concerned with a mathematical constant, so ignore the dumb pie joke. Hm :/