
I'm gripped by fierce mixed emotions this afternoon.
Tuesday, the New Yorker asked me to do a Q&A for their book blog, about my book Columbine. The interview is up right now--both on the book page, and featured near the top of their home page.
Making the New Yorker was a lifelong dream. I expected a glorious day--and I am happy about. I was pleased by the questions from Lila Byock, and she was really generous with her intro.
But it's been a gloomy day and a half, too. Events intervened.
Lila first wrote asking me to do it on Tuesday, and her editor wanted a quick turnaround--posting the next day. It was the New Yorker, so of course I said yes.
I got the questions just as I was heading to the gym that night, where I did one hell of a workout to make up for two weeks off during my trip to Harvard and NYC.
So I got home, had dinner and looked at the questions at 10 p.m. I got to bed at three.
I slept in, woke at 10 a.m. still a little groggy (I like my eight hours!), and went straight to email. My inbox was filled with media requests. Uh oh. I knew it had nothing to do with the New Yorker thing. Something horrible has happened inside a school somewhere. I started opening them, and they referred to things like "the German tragedy." God.Two years ago, I got the Virginia Tech news a similar way. A BBC colleague I'd met through the wonderful Dart Center called as I was literally getting out of bed. He asked me to appear on air to discuss "the events in Virginia this morning." I groaned, involuntarily, and I remember exactly what came out of my mouth. "Oh God. What happened in Virginia?"
I was asking for the particulars, because I knew the gist. Someone had opened fire on a school there. That's when I get the call. I had not pictured something that awful, though.
Yesterday, I was a little more used to it. That doesn't make it much better. So sad.
For now, I guess this is who I am. The school shooter expert. Hopefully I had something useful to say, but I am looking forward to writing second, third and fouth books on more pleasant topics, and getting the phone calls when something wonderful happens.
(But will I actually write books about happiness? Hmmmmm. I might not take that bet.)
I am happy about the New Yorker piece, though, and I like talking about this topic, grisly as it might be. Since I dove in to learn about spree killers several years ago, I have come to find them fascinating.
So I try to do my job, sometimes keeping a safe emotional distance from other tragedies. It's the survivors that do me in--and the victims. I talked to my shrink after one particularly bad round in 2006, and we agreed to some limits. I made a rule when Virginia Tech happened that I had to change the station or FF when any victim profiles came on. I get too emotionally involved that way, and it's just too much. I expect to follow the Columbine people in some way for the rest of my life, but I can't take more into my life that personally.
Anyway, if you want a listen, I was on BBC-2's noontime "Jeremy Vine Show" today, and you can hear the whole thing here. (There's a scroll bar which will take you right to me at mintue/second 11:08, but the journalist right before me was excellent, reporting from the school in Germany.)
I'll try to get links to other shows I did later, as podcasts go up.
We delayed the NYer posting by a day to add in a question on the German situation. The rest of that interview was conducted before we knew it happened.
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I'll try to get back here with more thoughts on the German shooting.
So far, the reporting seems very responsible. I found this opening of a Yahoo News story this morning really enlighening:
WINNENDEN, Germany – "You will hear from me tomorrow, remember the name of a place called Winnenden."
Authorities say a 17-year-old left that message in an Internet chat room six hours before he went on a rampage in his former high school and killed 15 people in this southwest German town.
Tim Kretschmer wrote that he was "sick of this life" and planned to storm the school the next day "and really toast them," Baden Wuerttemburg state Interior Minister Heribert Rech told reporters Thursday.
The transcript released by authorities gave the first indication of what might have driven Kretschmer, described by his peers as withdrawn and shy, to carry out a bloodbath on Wednesday before turning a 9 mm Beretta pistol on himself after a shootout with police.
"Everyone laughs at me, nobody recognizes my potential," Kretschmer wrote in the German-language chat with a teen in the neighboring state of Bavaria. The Bavarian teen told his father and then police about the chat when he realized the threat had been real.
Since then, it has been reported that Kretschmer was treated repeatedly for depression.
Two huge cautions:
1.Be very careful about early reports. A pattern does seem to be emerging here, but the early reports tend to be tiny bits of the puzzle, which can be very misleading about the full picture.
2. As I told the NYer, "There is no accurate profile of the school shooter, but there are several useful categories." I laid out three of the common categories in a piece for Slate in the wake of Virginia Tech.They are 1) psychopath (Eric), 2) angry depressive (Dylan), 3) severely mentally ill, with a complete break from reality (Cho, apparently).
Within each category, comparisons are extremely useful.
So far, early signs are looking a whole lot like another Dylan Klebold, but without the partner to spur him on. The fact that we have an actual medical diagnosis of depression is powerful evidence, although sometimes other conditions can present as depression.
So the diagnosis can change as we get more data. Don't allow him to get boxed in too soon. But keep an eye on depression. In the Slate piece, I laid out a thumbnail of how depressives tend to go interalized self-hatred to externalized.
In the book, I have the luxury of showing that slow evolution by Dylan over the course of several chapters. I think he's probably the most interesting, and tragic character in the book--which is not at all what I expected when I started writing. But the Slate piece hopefully gives you an overview of how the process usually unfolds in an angry depressive.
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FYI, The Dart Center for Journalism and Trauma has wonderful resources for understanding tragedies and reporting on them, including case studies, tipsheets and this PTSD 101 guide.
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I want to use this moment to thank all you OSers for the tremendous support you guys have shown me over the long, slow process of this book launch. It's like nothing I've ever been through before, and I've enjoyed sharing it. I always feeling maybe I'm sharing a little too much, but I've really been encouraged by the responses here. It helps.
We got the first edit of my book trailer last night, and I'm thrilled. I love everything about it except my face (seriously, unfortunately--but that's between me and my shrink, right?)
I think the filmmaker, Andrew Kemler, is brilliant. (He worked on South Park for years, and both Matt and Trey's movies, and those guys don't work with no slouches.) We hope to have it posted soon. I'll definitely let you know here.

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I'm sorry that the success is tinged with sadness. I'm sad that these kinds of events have to happen.
Thing is, I knew kids like Eric and Dylan in High School, and I'm pretty sure everybody else did, too. But that was in an era when the "seal" hadn't yet been broken.
Seems like the first school shooting opened something up. Took it out of the realm of the tabboo. Moved mass-murder of the people you're trapped with (and hate) 5 days a week from the "unimaginable" column to the "imaginable" column. Something.
Rated.
(I can never write quickly. At 10 p.m., I thought, "Can I knock this out by 11? Hmmmmm. 12, I should be able to make." Nope.)
Verbal, that seal-broken idea is perfect. Can I steal that?
No, that's not original eihter.
I was thinking of the phrase "breaking the seal" as it's typically used in terms hitting the head after a night of drinking, you know...you can hold it in for hours, but once the seal is broken, there's no stopping and you're in the bathroom every 20 minutes...
Congrats on the New Yorker too!
I had posted the German High School shooting as a breaking news item yesterday morning just after it hit the AP wires, but I think many missed it here after it left the feed and it was not featured by the Editors.
I mentioned in a comment to Joan K that perhaps you might be posting about it given your extensive research that went into the Columbine. I was right, you posted something today!
alas, your hard work and research has made you an expert on a very sad phenomenon. Take care of yourself. You have done a very good thing researching the details of Columbine so the rest of us can make some kind of sense of such tragedies.
I'm new to OS. Isn't it what life's all about? When you're closest to your dream is when a shadow falls to darken the moment.
I'm a long time subscriber to the New Yorker and I look forward to reading the Q & A. Congratulations on the book, I will read it!
Kalpana
The kind wishes here have been a lifeline for me.
I'm run pretty ragged today. I have to go make lunch! Soooooo hungry.
And jeeze – the connections that are made in life. So you’re a go-to-guy for school shootings. Wow. I’m glad to hear you’ve got some methods for protecting yourself. But then again, it’d be a nicer world if there was never a reason to call you for this kind of thing again.
Thank you for taking on the emotional burden of delving into school shootings. I know there is a cost there, and it is not cheap by any means.
Next book idea for you: Write about double rainbows.
I have to say that I sneaked into the New Yorker through a blurb I wrote about a hotel for a guidebook. The hotel featured it in their New Yorker ad, and so I keep that page on my shelf.
You did it the real way.
I went and read all of your pieces on Slate and was so impressed by them. I am keen to read your book. Wish I were closer to Seattle, but it's a bit of a journey from out here on the tip of the edge.
What did I do for support before OS.
Sui, that's got to be a hard life. My brother was a prosecutor for 25 years, finally gave it up to be a high school teacher. (He's just getting started on that.) A soul can only take so much.
I was really foolish for a long time in failing to see the need for limits. It was after Platte Canyon where I watched it play out for (three?) hours and followed it all on my blog every step, and then told my shrink I was a mess, and she was like, "No kidding. Does three straight hours not sound a little excessive to you? What did you think was going to happen?" Something like that.
I was like, "Hmmmmm. It never occurred to me to turn it off. That I needed to."
So maybe next time you will, she said. Just set some limits.
It seems obvious in retrospect. Now, as soon as one starts, that's one of the first things I think: How much of this am I allowed to go in for? I kind of watch myself over my own shoulder to see when I've absorbed too much, and I know which triggers get to me now (under no conditions am I allowed to stop for more than a second on any picture of survivors tightly hugging. That is burned into my memory, with these emotional hair triggers all around it, and it zaps me right back to the the breathless, hopeless, despairing place.)
mostly, i'm good. i can study the killers usually, without trouble. they can be like looking at a bug under a microscope. it's intellectual analysis. they don't get inside me.
(dylan did, but before the killings, when he was in pain. his pain gets in me, but not his anger.)
we're all susceptible to different things. a lot of people would have trouble getting that close to murderers, for me, it's the murderees.
do they get help?
how much?
what kinds?
Basically (for those who could only look on in horror).. what actually exists in terms of resources for those who are affected by psychopathic incidents in America?
I remember reading about how a family was killed, two children kidnapped, one killed and the other rescued at a diner.. is she being taken care of? How?
Enquiring minds want to know.. at least that America has a place in helping their lives.. since they won't stop the guns and do better with the penal system. (..oh and close the border, I add...)
On the dark side, we are the world capital of aftermath, and everytime I hear of another shooting, I feel that familiar horror. Congrats on the New Yorker, but I don't envy your work as massacre expert.
I have a friend who is writing a book about an equally disturbing topic. Every day, she immerses herself in that ugliness, and then she goes home to her family and recoups the joy.
It's a tough road to walk--and I hope that you have friends to whom you can talk when it just gets to be too much. Congratulations on the book.
Second, I feel for you. The news about the German tragedy sickened me, but then I could go back to my routine. For you, it's more present. Take care of yourself, this is high-risk material for your heart.
Third, I am interested in your insights. You are writing important stuff, and should feel good about what your observations may be able to do in prevention in the future. I am putting your book on my Must Read list.
Thank you for being on OS and for allowing us to follow your experience as an author. It is a privilege to be in the company of gifted writers.
take good care of yourself ~ you deal with so much sadness ...
Great interview and again, I look forward to reading the book.
Rated
You've fulfilled something that's on my life list, too -- being in the New Yorker. I can only imagine how thrilling that is. Sorry you didn't get a chance to savor it before tragedy hit.
thanks again for sharing your journey here even though you're so busy - it's fascinating!
Victoria: I think the biggest hurdle to the press answering your question is that most of the coverage comes in the first few days, before the answers you seek have happened yet. Journalists have to go back later to find out. I spend half my book on the victims/survivors. (The other half on the killers.)
Blue: Yes, the German shooter story was huge news for about two hours and then dropped fast. (I was monitoring the nets.) How sad. It only matters to us if it happened in America.
Thanks everybody about my emotional health. I wish I had NOT gone to "The Wrestler" as my Saturday night time off last night. Yikes, that is a brutal and sadisitic film. It's probably accurate, and good at what it's trying to do, but was not what I needed. (Especially after spending much of the week reviewing another book on a tragedy.)
I'll find some other light stuff, though. The gym really helps clear my head.
Angrymom, LOL. that's kind of what I want to do.
I was looking forward to doing a big, fun piece on the 50th anniversary of Barbi (seriously), but just no time.