When I watch horror movies, the scariest villain, to me, is not the monster like a vampire or a werewolf, nor is it the masked slasher like Jason Voorhees or Michael Myers. It’s also not the crazed serial killer.
The most frightening monster is the angry child in an adult’s body.
This type of monster — I think of “Billy” in the original Black Christmas — is recognizable because, at some level, he or she exists in all of us.
That’s what scares me about this culture war, or civil war, we are now in. I’m seeing millions of citizens behave like angry children: unreasonable, crazed, and often violent. Thanks, Boomers, for unleashing these scary brats on the nation.
The bad news: They are hysterical, and there are a lot of them. The good news: They are not very bright.
I used to think these adult-children just needed a good spanking. Apparently, that’s not enough. A lot of them need to be sent to their rooms (i.e., jail) without dinner.
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