TEXT MESSAGES FROM AN ICE QUEEN: THE CASE OF MICHELLE CARTER

by Mr. Mean-Spirited

 

Let me tell you a story. Back in June 2014, Conrad Roy III became infatuated with Michelle Carter, a youthful Ice Queen.   She soon became increasingly disenchanted with the romance – and decided to end the affair “with extreme prejudice.”  The most definite way to terminate a relationship is, well … with the death of one of the participants.

Michelle Carter presented an argument for suicide via a succession of comments that she thumb-typed into a cellphone.  After receiving the series of text messages from the lovely Michelle, Conrad killed himself by carbon-monoxide poisoning in a K-Mart parking lot.  A failing discount store was quite the appropriate location for a tawdry demise.  The state of Massachusetts then charged Michelle with involuntary manslaughter, and the dishwater blonde was actually convicted June 2017.

The tale is really about a bitch who sent some ruthless text messages to an ex-boyfriend.  The girlfriend wasn’t even anywhere near the lovesick Roy III when he chose to inhale automotive exhaust – all she ever did was to send him written words through the electronic aether.  That’s it.  She didn’t turn the key in the ignition; she didn’t lock him in the vehicle.  She just typed phrases onto a screen.  Doesn’t matter if her remarks were harsh – doesn’t matter if those comments were a bit hurtful – doesn’t matter if those posts were utterly heartless.  All she actually did was to press letters on a keyboard.

Now, if Mr. Roy began to feel that the text messages were undeserved and unwarranted, he could have done something easy: merely turned off the phone and ignored her unsolicited advice. He could simply have shut off the cellphone. I know, I know, who would have thought of that?

The trouble is that Americans have this schmaltzy, syrupy, slushy view of life – and society has become so wimpy and wussy that most citizens think that we ought to be encouraging human beings to keep alive no matter what.  Even residents of Massachusetts need to stop thinking like pussies.

Not everyone deserves to remain alive.  The world is over-populated, and we do not need to ensure that everyone lingers in existence for … well, “reasons.”

Now, I am sure that plenty of people might say that a depressed Conrad should have sought professional help.  However, if it were wrong for Melissa to tell Conrad what to do with his existence, it would be equally wrong for some psychotherapist to interfere.  If it were wrong for the girlfriend to tell him to end his life, then it would be just as wrong for a psychologist to tell him to continue living.   Logic demands that you use the exact same reasoning in both cases.

Conrad Roy III, the boyfriend, made-up his mind to kill himself not because he was manipulated into taking that final exit – but because he was shown just how useless he truly was.  Sometimes a person reads a sentence that causes him to realize his whole life has been a sham.  He made the decision to die, and it was a good determination.  He picked death, and it was a good pluck.  If someone can be “talked into suicide” via cellphone message – then maybe that person is so weak and worthless that they really don’t need to be loiter on this planet in the first place.