I Miserabili

The current state of human wretchedness is plain to see in the comments on a post that was meant to be simply a tribute to a human being who was barbarically killed for what he thought and said. Before writing it, I found it incredible that there were people capable of rejoicing at someone else's death; I believed that the total absence of pity and mercy in the face of death was an exception.
Instead, the wretched comments have shown me that things are worse than I imagined.

The tone of the wretched is along the lines of "killing is always wrong", because deep down the wretched are cowards and don't even take responsibility for saying things all the way through: "but Charlie Kirk deserved it". So deep down they think it isn't true that killing is always wrong.

It matters little that Charlie Kirk never said the racist things that have been pinned on him to smear his memory. It matters little that, unlike the wretched, he not only accepted dialogue but had built his mission and his success precisely on dialogue. It matters little that he never took part in any action aimed at silencing those who think differently.

Ethically, in the face of a human being's death there should be a unanimous "rest in peace", or even just silence. But no. For the wretched, if you are not part of their parish you deserve the worst, and you even get told you are intolerant. In the face of death there should be no rival camps. Then of course, one person or many may have no admiration for Kirk and not celebrate him: silence would be enough.

Personally, what I admire most about Charlie Kirk is the courage to turn up to debates in person every time, to argue with those who see things differently, and to have died for it; I admire his deliberately politically incorrect stance and his love of exaggeration.

Exactly as I celebrated the death of Limonov, an ultra-communist with homosexual tendencies and therefore light years away from Kirk.

In the world of the wretched, on the other hand, nothing has really changed from the time of Sergio Ramelli's death to that of Charlie Kirk: either you "fall in line" and swear loyalty to the "good guys", or you deserve to be killed for your ideas.

m.m.