Hatred and Fear: The Real Causes of Mass Shootings
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# Hatred and Fear: The Real Causes of Mass Shootings

## A perspective on the main motive for mass shootings in the US, which is the fear or hatred of "the other".

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Sidenote: This story in its entirety is fake; no characters nor incidents in this story are true or real.

"Girl, I am so stressed for this midterm!" Chris told Rosa. "Like, I studied so much, and memorized the different equations, but what if he gives us something entirely different?"

"Chris, it's going to be fine" Rosa responded, reassuring her very stressed friend. "Prof Gutierrez told us to study these specific equations. If he wasn't going to test us on them, then why would he tell us to do so?"

"True, but we'll see what happens" Chris replied. Both students walked into the semi-full class, opened up their notebooks, and began to study again.

"Bro, you saw the game last night right!" Ricardo asked.

"Yeah, I'm so glad that the Eagles finally beat the Patriots!" Jose responded.

They were heading to their "Introduction to Sociology" class.

"Yeah, like, I'm not a fan of the Eagles, but I'm so happy that the Patriots lost!"

"Me too! Wait, what is that guy carrying over there? Is that a gu-"

*Bang!*

Jose fell to the ground, and laid there, not moving. As Ricardo crouched, he heard another sound.

*Bang!*

Ricardo fell to the ground too, lying next to his friend; his last memory was seeing the gunman walk past him, and into the university's academic building entrance.

The bodies on the ground were all similar to his own skin tone.

"Hey Chris, can you explain to me what the equation in 2A is? I don't really get it" Rosa asked.

"Yeah, that's easy, it's-"

*Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*

Screaming started as students ran into the different classrooms from the hallway. A couple of minutes later, the students in Chris and Rosa's classroom shut the door, stacked a couple of desks to block the door, and hid from sight.

All of the students in the class shriveled as they heard the shooter open the other doors of the classrooms, hearing the same bangs that they heard in the hallway. When the shooter arrived at their classroom door, he opened it suddenly, tipping over the stack of desks meant to keep him out. Then everyone started screaming.

"This is for America!" he yelled.

"No it's not!" Rosa yelled back. The shooter paused for a moment in shock, and everyone looked at the girl who made the remark.

Despite her trembling arms and legs, she rose out from under the desk, and added "you're only doing this for you".

"Want to say that again?" the shooter asked.

"Just before you shoot me, and kill us all, I want to know why" Rosa replied.

"Because of people like you", then he gestured towards her and the other non-white students in the classroom.

"What do you mean people like me?"

"Don't pretend you don't know! You see it in Texas and California already. There is a literal immigration invasion, and many of them are Hispanic."

"What?"

"They take our jobs and healthcare, they don't pay taxes, and they reap the benefits that Americans like me are supposed to get! Even our President said so!"

"That's totally not true. Don't you know that illegal immigrants actually pay taxes, as well as contribute to social security that they will never receive? Secondly, how do your racist ideas give you the right to kill people? Seriously?" Rosa said. She was trembling in fear while saying this.

"That's true because I've seen it! Literally I saw one of them take away my father's job! That literally drove my father to kill himself" the mass shooter replied.

"How?"

"About 6 months ago, my father was working for this one manufacturing company. But then that manufacturing company ran out of business. Then after applying to a couple of other jobs in the area, gets an interview. Then when he is waiting to be interviewed at the office, this latino guy comes in for an interview too. Well, the latino guy got the job, and my father felt like a failure. He got back into his old habits of drinking, and one day I found him on the floor dead. He killed himself with this shotgun I'm holding. That latino guy stole my father's job! Because of him, my father is dead!" he explained.

"I'm so sorry, but what does this have to do with you killing people" Rosa asked.

"Because I don't want anymore latinos or immigrants in this country! They are taking our jobs and they killed my father!"

Sirens are heard in the background by some students, yet this goes unheard by the mass shooter and Rosa.

"No, we didn't, your father did. And maybe that latino guy did get that job. So what? That has nothing to do with the kids you shot outside, the many people that you killed. That has nothing to do with me! Yet you put us all in this one group, thinking we all are the same! We're not! I was born here! Most of the kids you shot were probably born here! We're not all the same! Though you have this extreme anger and hate in your head that says otherwise! So please, just walk out that door, and leave, please" Rosa said.

The mass shooter stood there; one could tell that he listened.

Then the room went black, shots were heard, and screams were heard.

Police rushed in with flashlights that lit the dark room.

As the mass shooter laid on the floor dead, Rosa stared at him intently.

No, she did not pity him in the slightest, she simply got better insight.

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Featured

## Alone At The Met

### I survive a day alone in NYC.

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It was six in the evening. I was sitting in the courtyard of a Renaissance-era Italian villa, glancing around at the statues, most notably one of a boy removing a thorn from his foot. Despite the supposedly relaxing setting, I was incredibly anxious. My phone was at less than 5 percent battery, and once it died I would be completely disconnected from my family and peers, alone in one of the largest art museums in the country.

Last weekend, as a perk of being a honors student here at Loyola, the entire freshman honors class set out at seven in the morning to New York City and the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I felt fairly confident about the whole thing; I had packed all I needed, and made plans with some friends from my Messina group the week before.

On the bus I asked if they were planning on staying in the museum all day like I was. I wanted to get as much as I could out of one of the most prestigious museums in the world. I was honestly quite surprised when they had made plans to see" Les Miserables." To be fair, it was last minute on their part as well, and I accept some of the blame by not following up on our initial conversation. I wasn't upset at them. I figured I was okay as long as I didn't leave the museum.

After improvising some lunch, I headed over to the Greek and Roman wing to take a tour guided by our Messina teachers. Afterwards, I meandered through the museum, having the time of my life, pondering the wide variety of art on display. After getting some dinner at the basement cafeteria, I noticed my phone battery was running low. It was 4:30 in the afternoon, and was not supposed to head back to the bus until 6:30. Now, as grown adults, the bus would not wait for us -- it left exactly at seven. I'm serious. The itinerary even gave numbers for the train station.

I was a little nervous at that point. My phone was my only clock and only connection to my Messina group, parents, and the rest of the world. If I stopped taking pictures and texting, the battery would last until I was on the bus and could text my mom I was safe. However, after a round of souvenir buying and coming clean to my mom, who thought my friends -- or at least my teachers -- had been with me the entire day, my phone was dying. And then I was there, sitting on one of the few benches I could find (my feet were killing me) and trying to stay calm.

Thankfully for my nerves, one of my last few texts was from my Messina group, a majority of which were meeting on the stairs. As we congregated, I tried to text my mom, only to have my phone die in my hands. I was nerve-wracked at that point, afraid I would be left alone to die in the city. I stayed with the crowd of students as we wandered through the streets of the city, and eventually onto the bus.

The first thing I did when I got back was text my mom I was okay, after my phone got some juice. The day had been good. It may have been nice to have someone else with me, but I took care of myself, like the independent adult the rest of the world considers me to be. It'll probably be a while before I consider myself such.

Student Life

## College 101: How To Ease The Back To School Blues

### Getting back into the school groove when you just can't seem to let go of summer.

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With fall classes just beginning, many of us find ourselves struck with summer withdrawals. Especially for those who refrained from taking courses over the summer, it can be quite difficult to get back in the swing of things. Fortunately, there are various ways to help make the transition back to college as smooth as possible.

## Get Organized

By now, instructors are posting their syllabi and laying out the direction of their respective courses. One of the most helpful things to do is invest in a day planner and write in all important due dates, test dates, and other relevant information so that everything is easily accessible in one spot. Alternatively, keeping a Google calendar updated with all of this information makes the calendar easily accessible from virtually anywhere with an internet connection on a computer, tablet, or smartphone.

Another way to ensure success is to make a list of all the supplies necessary for the start of the school year and hit the last minute back-to-school sales. As college students, we are always looking for ways to save: time, money, energy. Planning out the essentials for the coming year and doing some quick research to find the best deals makes starting the fall semester much easier. Most importantly, don’t be bashful; ask about discounts for college students. Sometimes, even the most unexpected things come at a less expensive price for college students.

## Get Healthy

No doubt much of the summer was spent partying, eating, and probably getting very little sleep. Now that school is back in session, it is time to get things in check once again. A healthy body fuels a healthy mind. Eating right and exercising regularly help manage stress, increase attention span and ability to focus, and overall leave the body feeling good. It is important schedule in time to exercise each week, as staying active increases blood flow to the brain, aiding in many of its functions including memory and information processing. It is also important to make sure to get enough sleep. Seven to eight hours per night is ideal for students, especially those taking a rigorous course load.

## Take Time For Yourself

Although school, work, and social events often crowd any college student’s schedule, it is important to designate a few hours of “me time” each week. Whether lying in bed reading a book or watching Netflix, or taking a dip in the pool or an afternoon trip to the beach, making time for yourself is important during the school year. It helps manage stress and prevent the feeling of being overwhelmed and never having time to relax. College life is all about planning, and if you take action, avoiding procrastination, and stay ahead of the game, the school year should be much more manageable.

Dating Apps

## We Met At A Bar

### Salvage what you can; if you can't, it's alright to walk away.

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We met at a bar.

A place I had been once before.

I pushed the bittersweet memories back,

told them they could come out another day.

The contrast between this and the last

it was packed, and noisy,

trivia night was in full swing.

He made the comment, "We can stay if you want to,

but when I saw they were playing a game with electronic gadgets,

I knew this place was not for me."

Oh, the contrasts; becoming more vivid with each cheer.

I made the effort to salvage, the date, the night, the time.

"Coffee then?" just a few steps away.

At the coffee shop I stood back, pretending to miss the confusion.

Coffee, it should be simple enough, the menu was sparse

a gentle nudge, suggestion, for simple,

anything to take away the bewilderment.

Sputtering conversation grasping for connections, commonality

Comprehension…

Tales of youthful folly

resulting in a life of pain.

I knew, this was my sign, call it.

My life was already filled with pain,

from someone else's youthful mistake.

I understood what this would mean.

Was it fair to judge, on pain?

Fair to whom?

What of the contrast…

Either way, I walked away.

Sports

## The Mets And Me

### They may be the worst sometimes, but this baseball team has given me more than I could ask for.

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On September 3rd, 2001, a sea of children littered my home's navy-carpeted den to watch baseball during my dad's 40th birthday extravaganza. A baseball game flickered on the TV, and a red and blue bubble of a scoreboard sat in the bottom right corner of the screen. The New York Mets and the Philadelphia Phillies were in a wild game at Veterans' Stadium. As I, a five-year-old boy with a jumble of curly blonde hair, sat in the back of the kid clump, I wondered which team I should root for. After a long debate with myself, I decided that I should root for the team that's winning (duh). But, as the ninth inning rolled around with the Phils maintaining a 7-5 lead, some magic occurred. The Mets put up five runs in one frame, stunning the Phillie fans in the room and winning the game 10-7.

That was my first experience with the Mets. To my five-year-old self, it was as thrilling as a roller coaster. That day I was introduced to my favorite baseball team. Little did I know, this was just the beginning of the wild ride that is Mets fandom. From 2001 to 2006, the daily routine at home in Blue Bell, PA always included checking the Sports section of The New York Times, searching baseball scores for a Mets victory. It was just a regular part of my day and didn't seem like anything big, but right after my 10th birthday, things started to change.

In May of 2006, I was diagnosed with Chron's Disease. I spent seven miserable days in the hospital, with only PlayStation games and Sportscenter to keep me sane. On the 5th or 6th day, I was watching baseball highlights when it came up: a snippet of Carlos Beltran whacking a 16th inning walk-off home run into the New York night against the Phillies. All the stomachaches and blood draws of the past week faded, if only for a moment, as I watched Beltran belt that ball into the sky. In that instant, the Metsies made me happy, and their dominance and division championship in 2006 got me more excited than I'd been for anything in my life.

Sports tend to do that with me. They drive my brain like a truck into splashes of excitement and mountains of agony. The first mountain of agony popped out of my sports world about 5 months after my first stay at the hospital. The Mets had reached the National League Championship Series, and in Game 7, Carlos Beltran stepped back into the same batters' box where he smacked that May home run with a chance to send the Metsies to the World Series.

But the magic didn't happen that time. And history refused to repeat itself, as Beltran watched Strike 3 swoop by him, ending the Mets championship chances.

It was a ball. It had to be a ball. Even if it was a strike, how did Carlos not swing at that? There's no way that just happened.

Tears trickled down my face, and angry curses flew out of my mouth. I couldn't believe it. I was devastated, and I didn't even know it was about to get way worse.

In 2007, the Mets blew a seven-game division lead on the Phillies in the last two weeks of the season. Living in suburban Philadelphia, school the next day was hell. Every two years my Jewish middle school would celebrate Sukkot by going to Hershey Park. This year, every student had to wear red, and every kid wearing a Phillies shirt came up to me and just kinda laughed. After that, not even roller coasters and chocolate could cheer me up and knock down that mountain of agony.

From the next year on, the Mets drove me insane. After collapsing again in '08, the Mets consistently put up losing seasons into the next decade. It makes sense actually. Going through middle school and parts of high school were tough, and swirling that with my bumpy Chron's Disease didn't help.

But somehow, 2015 is looked a heck of a lot different.

The Mets are in first place in the N.L. East and they're finally fun again! While I was away at camp this summer, the Mets finally decided to make some big boy baseball moves, just like in 2015 they called up touted prospects and trading for Yoenis Cespedes, a monster hitter.

I think it actually makes sense that this is the year. After a challenging freshman year academically and socially, Year Two has rolled around beautifully, and I'm loving being a sophomore at Muhlenberg College. After a lonely single last year, I now have an awesome roommate. I'm taking classes that I really like and I think I might have discovered what my major is. My Chron's disease has been under control, I have a great group of friends. and for once, I have a great sense of where I'm going.

It's been fun, and once baseball season ends, I might be a little less happy with just basketball to watch.

But hopefully, I'll still be winning, just like the Mets.

Featured

## Which BTS Member You Are Based On Your Star Sign

### If you love BTS, I'm sure you relate to one or many of them in several ways. This star test will help you learn more about which member you are most connected to.

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Astrological signs tell a lot about a person. Do you ever wonder what your BTS bias star sign is? Is it the same as yours, or or are you more like one of the other amazing members? Take a look and find out what yours (and the members of Bangtan) says about you.

## Aquarius: Jung Hoseok (20 January-18 February)

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The aquarius sign relates to those that love to help others and fight for important causes. Hoseok is someone that is always there for the members and for ARMY. He is a warm and compassionate person by nature. Aquarius signs are able to be nonjudgemental, which Hobi has in stride. He sees the best in people, and is very forgiving. This sign also means people that are free spirits, who are very animated and easily happy. Jhope is one of the most charismatic members of BTS, he is always dancing and running around joyfully. If you share these characteristics, you are sure to be a wonderful friend that lives life positively!

## Virgo: Kim Namjoon (23 August-22 September)

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Virgo's are both very mature and a kid at heart at the same time. Joon is known to be a gentle guy who loves crabs, wearing PJ's, and dancing like no one is watching. He is also very thoughtful and intellectual. When you want to find encouragement and listen to someone that is understanding, Namjoon is the person to go to. If you are a Virgo, you are certainly smart, sweet, and kind.

## Libra: Park Jimin (23 September-22 October)

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Libra's are one of the kindest star signs. Like our Jiminie, they always try to bring peace and harmony to any situation. They want to make people smile and laugh. When someone they care about is struggling, they will be the first to comfort them. They are very warm and will brighten your day! If you are a Libra, you definitely have the most infectious smile and the best hugs.

## Capricorn: Kim Taehyung (22 December-19 January)

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Capricorns are some of the best people. They tend to be silly and have a great sense of humor, just like Tae does. He is always one that wants to goof around and make every situation fun! This sign is also mysterious, and can be hard to read. While Tae is often the life of the party, he can also be serious and hides a lot of himself. Capricorns have very unique minds, and are intelligent in different ways. Taehyung is always the most unique member in BTS. Finally, this sign can be quite emotional. Our TaeTae is not afraid to show his emotions and that is a very heartwarming quality. If you are a Capricorn, you are an amazing person with a lot of layers.

## Sagittarius: Kim Seokjin (22 November-21 December)

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Sagittarius are extroverts who are very optimistic and enthusiastic at almost all times. ARMY knows our Jin is one of the funniest, most cheerful members of BTS. He is always telling his dad jokes and being Extra™. Jin finds his joy by making others laugh which is one of his most amazing qualities. If you are a Sagittarius, you are likely to be as hilarious and incredible as Kim Seokjin. You definitely make the world a better place!

## Pisces: Min Yoongi (19 February-20 March)

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Pisces are some of the most caring people you will ever meet. Like our Yoongi, they may have a sarcastic outer shell, but deep down they are very faithful and selfless. Pisces also love to sleep and don't always have much energy. Suga definitely fits this, as he loves to relax but finds his energy when he is with his members. Lastly, Pisces are very musical people. Min Yoongi is an amazing musician and that is one of his favorite things in the world. If you are a Pisces, you are a deeply generous and introspective person. Keep being you!

## Virgo (the other side of Virgo haha): Jeon Jungkook (23 August-22 September)

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Virgo's are types that are good at almost everything they do! That is a clear sign of our Jungkook. He is someone that excels at dancing, sports, and music. Virgo's are so supportive and kind, they are some of the best friends you will ever have. JK is always there for his big brothers, and gives so much love to ARMY. This sign is also a sign of faithfulness, and Jungkook is very loyal. His biggest worries are for when the other members are struggling. Virgo's are very selfless, just like Kookie. If you are a Virgo, you are surely a wonderful and hardworking person.