Douchebags, meet your new piper.
Oh, wow...I thought this shit quit happening in the late 90s. As it turns out, one of those social misfits, you know- touched in the head, decided to kill his ex-girlfriend's mom and her new boyfriend with an axe. You know, the kind of shit you see on Cops every other rerun. But naturally, there are news reports about the trail of whiny Internet bullshit he posted leading up to the incident, including lyrics from the band Blue October (remember them?) and Gotye's baffling worldwide hit "Somebody That I Used to Know."
Among others, The Huffington Post reached out to representatives of both acts for comment. Comment as to what? I can just imagine how that would go down:
Some idiot shared some of your work on Facebook, then killed two people and wounded another with an axe before eating a bullet himself. How do you feel about that?
"Well, gee Katie, that's a great question. No wonder Sarah Palin hates you. I would have to say I don't think there's a downside here...it hasn't affected sales or airplay, and the social media buzz, well, you just can't put a price on it..."
Does anyone really freaking think the guy's Facebook postings are some kind of valuable window into the mind of a killer, or just wasting three hours of taxpayer money wading through song lyrics and achievements on The Sims Social?
I mean, I think the real question here is why wouldn't somebody be driven to homicide by Gotye's music? If it were not for the ability to change the channel, switch to CD or MP3, or just turn the damn thing off, I would have already:
-driven a screwdriver through the heart of my car stereo
-ripped it out, wires and all.
-drawn and quartered the stereo with a cutting torch.
-incinerated the quarter pieces separately.
-sucker punched the ashes when they weren't looking.
-bury the remains of three pieces in far flung locations.
-had James Cameron drop the fourth in the abyss next time he's down that way.
-salted the earth so nothing would ever grow there again.
And that's just for the Gotye song. Blue October I can do without, but Gotye...what the hell, man? If you're going to go out in a self-inflicted blaze of glory, at least leave a trail of Facebook postings with decent guitars to it. Pussy.
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