Ethnicity: “Mixed Race.”
Have Kids: “no — do not want kids”
I currently live “with parents”
Religious: “Not Religious”
Music: “Industrial, Punk, Rock”
Groups: “Doesn’t Like Organized Religious; Left-hand Path; Magick and Occult”
That’s a sad picture. But you know what? That’s supposed to be the ideal these days. No race. No heritage. No commitments. No desire to have a family. Mercer had no human attachments, no loyalties to connect him to others. No wonder he was described by his neighbors as “full of hate” and “unfriendly and bashful.”
And, yes, there will be many more like him because of the anti-human world we are creating. In an age that has declared war on human nature, the isolated individual is the new norm. Allegiance to family, church, community, and tradition are despised as different flavors of “discrimination” and “oppression” that tie down the so-called “sovereign individual.” Alienation is supposed to be the standard. And nothing is as alienating as being trapped in a randomized collection of unconnected individuals. As sociologist Robert Putnam has observed, “People living in ethnically diverse settings appear to ‘hunker down’ — that is, to pull in like a turtle.” What did Mercer ever belong to? Nothing. And look what he mutated into.
Mercer believed the modern cult of celebrity offered an escape from all of his frustrations and failures. Mercer once wrote online: “Seems like the more people you kill, the more you’re in the limelight.” Forcing his way into that limelight was Mercer’s desperate and final attempt to connect to an otherwise uncaring and remote world.