Of my male first cousins, there was one I mostly got along with in my twenties.
Today he killed his teenage daughter and then hanged himself.
What I find pathetic is that my cousin was one of the first to read, decades ago, the most primitive draft of the first chapter of my autobiographical book.
He recently asked for family help for a very serious depression. But he did not ask me for any counsel: the only one in the family who could have helped him.
Had I talked to him—I’m the only one in the family who has written books about abuse within our family—I could have tried something.
But that did not happen.
Even my closest relatives block in their minds my work of decades in which I try to avoid family tragedies by understanding them.
I hope that one day my two books that appear in the sidebar will be translated into English…
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Was the daughter caught with a Nigger fucking her? A feminist in training?
No. My cousin was whiter than me. But he married a complete mestiza and his daughter was non-white. (Incidentally, there are almost no niggers in Mexico City.)
Nothing of worth died then. Alright.
It’s still a tragedy the fact that this sort of thing happens e.g., in the US and victims, perps and society in general are completely clueless about the unconscious motives that make anger explode in such a way. (Throughout our lives I had never seen any anger in my cousin.)
My condolences.
Whenever people tell me about their families I become even more glad that I don’t have one. All of my relatives I know about are dead, so they cause me no distress. Nevertheless, my condolences.
“In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.” (Genesis 1:1) This has been widely regarded as a bad move.
Thank you.
‘All of my relatives I know about are dead…’
So you are much older than I (I guess)?
I’m 65.
The last time I lost a job it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. I hope your cousin didn’t act rashly. In technological civilization a lot of people’s identities get so wrapped up in their job though that they lose all will to live if they lose their job.
It is a little more complicated than that.
Before getting married, my cousin always lived in comfortable houses, close to my family’s houses.
This is a note from another press release about the incident.
Look at the shitty place, a complex building, he was now living. And after voluntarily quitting his job things got worse, surely for many other causes (his teenage daughter and his wife made a united front against him).
His suicide letter is still in the possession of the District Attorney’s office. I’d like to know the content…
Bitchez can drive a man crazy … and so can living in the city, surrounded by concrete and steel, and the teeming multitudes. As the Roman said: Odi profanum vulgus et arceo.