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Elliot Rodgers as Valtharion on YouTube

Elliot Rodger’s other YouTube account. Most of his comments are nerd trash talk, and various other mean-spirited comments, reflecting his post-high-school years when he was very bitter and and angry.

It’s worthy noting that he left a comment on a video of James Holmes.

His one interesting comment:

Celebrities serve no function in society. They get too much fame and too much money just for acting or singing. They are nothing but performers. What do the do for the world? Perhaps we should take away their money and give it to people who actually contribute to the world, like doctors and scientists.

Written by Lion of the Blogosphere

May 31, 2014 at 8:14 AM

Posted in Psychology

Georgia Rodger’s boyfriend is racist

He writes in his Twitter feed:

If your black and get offended when i call you nigga….. Fuck you.

His Twitter feed has prodigious use of the “f” word and there are many uncouth tweets. It turns out that Elliot’s negative impression of him is actually accurate and not merely jealousy.

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And he’s also homophobic:

The fact that alpert went out of his way and tried to find my number just proves he a fag haha

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Sam is also racist against Asians. He tweets:

Fuckin Asian guy fucked up my lip playing basketball….

When I first read the autobiography, I assumed that Samuel was a nice upper-middle-class kid. I assumed that Elliot’s impression of him, “the typical obnoxious slob that most young girls are sexually attracted to,” was just his insane jealousy of everyone who was more successful than him. But in fact, I think Elliot’s negative impressions are pretty accurate, this guy is indeed “low class” (a term Elliot used a lot in his autobiography) and his Twitter feed is full of obnoxious tweets.

Written by Lion of the Blogosphere

May 30, 2014 at 11:58 PM

Posted in Psychology

Elliot’s descriptions of his “social anxiety” and shyness

Page 17, when Elliot is in the fourth grade:

When I became aware of this common social structure at my school, I also started to examine myself and compare myself to these “cool kids”. I realized, with some horror, that I wasn’t “cool” at all. I had a dorky hairstyle, I wore plain and uncool clothing, and I was shy and unpopular. I was always described as the shy boy in the past, but I never really thought my shyness would affect me in a negative way, until this point.

So if we are to believe him, it was in the fourth grade when Elliot first became aware how his shyness was a handicap that was preventing him from having the life he wanted.

Page 43, his fear of speaking at his 8th grade graduation:

Eighth Grade Graduation was a nightmare. Everyone was required to go up on stage and speak to the whole audience. We had to say our name, and tell everyone what school we were planning on going to. . . . As I lined up, I could feel myself shaking. I was scared even to speak in front of a classroom. To speak in a microphone to hundreds of people was too much. I didn’t understand how everyone else seemed to be fine with it. I envied their bravery. When my name was called, I didn’t want to go, but it was required of me, and I pushed myself to do it. I walked up to the microphone and nervously said “My name is Elliot, and I plan on going to Crespi High School”. I heard my own voice in the speakers and saw everyone staring at me. It made me cringe.

On page 72, Eliot is 19 and attending his second community college:

The class I started was a political science class. I figured I would gain some useful knowledge by taking it, though I disliked the teacher because he had the tendency to randomly call on me to answer questions. I was still terrified of speaking in front of the class, even if it was for one sentence. My social anxiety has always made my life so difficult, and no one ever understood it. I hated how everyone else seemed to have no anxiety at all. I was like a cripple compared to them. Their lives must be so much easier. Thankfully, there were no couples in this class, but I still had to see them when I walked through the school. The only thing I could do was keep my head down and pretend they didn’t exist. I still cried on the drive home every day.

This is a very good explanation of what he was going through.

1. No one understands his anxiety. They think he can fix himself by just following good advice.

2. It is indeed like he is crippled, because other people can easily do something he can’t do. But instead of a physical handicap, it’s a mental/emotional handicap. He is absolutely right that their lives are so much easier.

3. Elliot cries a lot. Even though he killed six people, I feel sorry for how horrible he felt about his inability to deal with life.

On the very next page, 73, he talks about how his five-year old half-brother Jazz doesn’t have the social anxiety problems that he had when he was five:

He was no longer a baby, but a five-year-old boy who was turning six soon. I could actually have full conversations with him. He was a very social boy, and quite boisterous… and that started to worry me. He could well turn into one of the people I have despised and envied so much. I felt a hint of jealousy that my five-year-old brother was so well versed in social skills at such a young age. I always suffered from shyness and social anxiety, but Jazz didn’t seem to have that problem.

I put that worry at the back of my mind. He was my brother, and he really looked up to me. He was one of the few people who treated me the way I want to be treated, with respect and adoration. I enjoyed spending time with the boy.

On page 86, Elliot is now at Santa Barbara, and he gets so drunk that he is able to muster up some courage to talk to some other male students, but he is still too shy to engage in much conversation:

On one such night I got drunk enough to introduce myself to some other students who lived in the same apartment complex. They were sitting in the common area of the apartment, and I went up to their group and sat down with them. They weren’t hostile towards me, and I was able to exchange some form of small talk with them. After a while though, I ended up just sitting there awkwardly, and they eventually questioned why I was so quiet. I hated when people did that… no one ever understands the troubles of someone who suffers from social anxiety. They offered me a few beers, which I gladly accepted. I ended up getting so drunk that I completely blacked out. I stumbled back to my apartment and vomited on the floor, just like I did on that embarrassing night at Addison Altendorf’s birthday party. The next morning, I didn’t even remember that I vomited. Daniel informed me of what happened, with an amused grin on his face. I felt so ashamed, but at least I did something more social than anything else I’ve done in the last few years. That was some progress, I supposed.

Once again, Elliot laments that no one understands his problems. And he is right, they don’t. In fact, his mother shouldn’t have dumped him off at Santa Barbara. He wasn’t able to handle it. I guess I can understand why she didn’t want to care for her loser son her whole life. Although in Japan, it’s actually quite common that parents just keep on caring for their adult male children who are unable to deal with world. The socially withdrawn males are called Hikikomori. There are hundreds of thousands of Hikikomori in Japan.

Written by Lion of the Blogosphere

May 30, 2014 at 9:10 PM

Posted in Psychology

Selected readings from Elliot’s 18th year

Page 62, when Elliot is 18, after he has graduated from high school. Soumaya kicks him out of his father’s house.

Soumaya returned from Morocco, and she was very angry with me due to the way I acted while I was there. She effectively kicked me out of father’s house, and because I was eighteen, she was allowed to. Father didn’t do anything to stop her, being the weak man that he is. This is how it has always been. Father has always given Soumaya free reign to impose her rules on the household. He gave her all the power.

This act officially ended the one week-one week arrangement, and mother’s house became my permanent living place.

Not only did she kick me out of father’s house, but she forbade me to go there even for a short visit. And still, father didn’t do anything about it. Father kept saying that the house is her house as much as his, and that she has the right to kick me out. No! I am the eldest son! The house should be MY house before hers! This caused any respect I still had for my father to fade away completely. It was such a betrayal, to put his second wife before his eldest son. What kind of father would do that? The bitch must be really good to him in bed, I figured. What a weak man.

Page 63, a few months later. Elliot is still kicked out of the house, but he is allowed to visit occasionally, and his father teaches him how to drive.

Soumaya’s grudge against me lessened after a couple of months, and she allowed me to go to father’s house for dinner occasionally. I was very angry with father, but I hid my anger. I still needed him.

Father began teaching me how to drive once I received my driver’s permit, which was quite hard to get. I had to take a written test with many questions, and I failed it on my first try. On the second attempt, I managed to pass.

Page 65, Elliot drops his one class at Pierce “College”.

My time at Pierce College became more miserable each day I went there. I despised having to take the bus. It was embarrassing and stressful, and it sucked all of the pride out of me. And for what? To go to one class where I didn’t talk to anyone? There was no point in it anymore. I couldn’t stand the feeling of loneliness I had there. No one wanted to be my friend. It just wasn’t worth the trouble. I decided to drop my class.

Page 67, this is the January after Elliot has graduated from high school.

My mother carried on pressuring me to get a job, and she would never leave me alone about it. She was a bit frustrated that I wasn’t getting one. The two of us had a lot of arguments, and living with my mother became an extreme hassle.

After signing me up to a program in the regional center, my mother found a life coach to counsel me and help me find a job. This life coach’s name was Tony, a boisterous 40 year old man who came to meet me every other week. I was open to going along with this. I had plenty of free time, and I was so lonely that any social interaction was welcome. For our meetings, Tony usually took me out to lunch somewhere in the Valley, where he gave me advice on socializing and self-improvement.

I continued searching for a job, but I still wasn’t able to find one. I refused all of the jobs that Tony suggested to me. The problem was that most of the jobs that were available to me at the time were jobs I considered to be beneath me. My mother wanted me to get a simple retail job, and the thought of myself doing that was mortifying. It would be completely against my character. I am an intellectual who is destined for greatness. I would never perform a low-class service job.

It’s not surprising that his mother didn’t want to just have Elliot sit around her house all the time. Although the paragraph above makes it sound like Elliot is just too lazy to work, I think that he probably also suffered too much social anxiety to go on a job interview, even for a retail job.

Tony is one of many “coaches” that Elliot had, but none of his coaches were able to help him very much.

Then, Elliot’s father gets Elliot a job with a friend, which actually seems like it was a good experience for Elliot:

My father told me that I could work for his friend Karl Champley for a few weeks, to help him build a staircase in his new house. I knew Karl quite well, for he used to come over to father’s for dinner occasionally. Karl was just finishing up building his new house in Woodland Hills, just a few minutes away from father’s house, and he offered to hire me to help with the staircase.

I agreed to take this job. Sure, construction work was lowly and laborious, but this was different. This was more like assisting a friend, and it would be in a private environment. It was the perfect temporary job opportunity, and it would most definitely get my mother off my back. I still wasn’t able to drive, so I rode my bicycle there from mother’s house every morning. The trip on the bicycle took 30 minutes. It was grueling to ride a bicycle up that steep winding road every day, but it provided good exercise, which I was in need of. I worked with Karl every weekday for about three weeks. It turned out to be quite a pleasant experience. Karl was very friendly and I enjoyed working with him. When we finished the staircase, which was a spiral staircase that led up to his roof-deck, we took a moment to admire the work we did.

But then, Elliot has another run-in with Soumaya and is kicked out of the house again:

On my last day working for Karl, I decided to stop by at father’s house to have a drink. I was quite parched from the bicycle ride. I entered the house without knocking because I believed I had the right to. As the eldest son, the house should be my house after my father. Soumaya was surprised to see me, and she got angry that I didn’t knock. To teach me a lesson, she ordered me to go back outside and knock. I refused, telling her that she has no right to order me around anymore. I then helped myself to a glass of water. Soumaya knocked the glass of water out of my hand and it shattered on the floor. Father clamored angrily up the stairs from his office demanding to know what was going on. The three of us had a heated argument, and of course father took Soumaya’s side. They both kicked me out of the house, telling me that I’m not to return. I felt betrayed and humiliated as I furiously made my way back to mother’s house. At that very moment, I hated both of them, and I wouldn’t see either of them for many months. For those months, my father was dead to me. My mother was all I had left in this bleak world.

Soumaya sure sounds like a real bitch based on the way Elliot describes her. Will we ever hear her side of the story?

Written by Lion of the Blogosphere

May 30, 2014 at 8:49 PM

Posted in Psychology

Exclusive Philip Bloeser interview with Daily Mail

The Daily Mail has an exclusive interview with Philip Bloeser, whom Elliot Rodger frequenly mentioned as one of his long-time friends in his autobiography.

‘Everyone is focusing on Elliot’s lack of success with women, but they need to appreciate he was unable to communicate with anyone. He was so shy and painfully awkward. He had a boring personality and he didn’t talk.

‘He would never dream of approaching a girl, he just expected them to come to him, which they didn’t. Even if any of them ever had, it wouldn’t have lasted long, because he wouldn’t chat to them.

‘I remember he once said to me: ‘I saw this really attractive girl today and she didn’t even come up to me, she ignored me’. I asked him if he tried talking to her and he said no.

‘I tried to offer him advice and encourage him to talk to girls, but he wouldn’t do it.’

Philip – who works in retail – met Rodger’s at Topanga Elementary School, when they were in the same class. They became friends, along with another boy called Addison Altendorf but Philip says he always found Elliot incredibly awkward and shy.

He said: ‘I always like to reach out to people and I am a friendly person, so despite the fact Elliot was difficult to talk to, I became friends with him.’

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‘He was incredibly hard work to talk to and I would always make sure Addison was there when we met up. We really had nothing to talk about. He liked computer games and skateboarding when he was younger, but that was it.

‘I lost contact with him for about three years at one point in our childhood, but other than that we stayed in fairly regular touch.

‘Elliot would usually contact me on Facebook and we would see each other probably once or twice a year. I can honestly say this was the last thing I could ever imagine him doing. Yes, he was shy and yes he was awkward, but that was it.

‘The person described in that manifesto and the person on the YouTube recording is not the person I knew. In the video, he even sounds different, he puts on a different voice. It’s almost demonic.

‘And I was amazed to hear him talk so much and so articulately, usually all you would get were one word, monosyllabic answers from him.

‘I used to try to tell him he had the opportunity to be more outgoing and to enjoy life, but it seems he didn’t ever listen to me.’

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‘There really weren’t any warning signs or red flags, I really want people to understand that. No one saw this coming.

Thus Philip Bloeser confirms EVERYTHING I have been saying about Elliot since I read his autobiography. That he was extremely shy and afraid to talk to girls. His extreme shyness was triggered by his extreme high-Neuroticism personality. So many people just don’t seem to get that at all. They think that if he didn’t talk to girls, it must be because he was gay, or some other wrong explanation.

Bloeser also confirms what I keep saying about Elliot’s videos, that he’s acting in those videos, pretending to be someone else, like an arch-villian from a comic book. It’s interesting how Elliot is able to be talk to the camera, but was never able to say that much even to Philip who was one of Elliot’s best friends (from Elliot’s perspective anyway).

If anything, I think I have UNDERESTIMATED the extent of Elliot’s extreme shyness. Even around one of his best friends he could not open up and be talkative. Perhaps his mother is the only person Elliot ever felt comfortable talking to? It should be no mystery why Elliot couldn’t obtain a girlfriend.

Another important point is that Philip says that Elliot was a boring person with no interests. This is evidence that Elliot did NOT have Asperger’s Syndrome, because people with Asperger’s Syndrome usually “have obsessions and interests that they talk about incessantly,” and that is not the case with Elliot. It is actually quite unfortunate that he didn’t have Aspie interests, because they would have occupied his time and kept him happy, and he wouldn’t have stewed about his low social status until it drove him into a murderous beta-male rage. It seems like his personality got worse after he stopped playing World of Warcraft. (Was World of Warcraft an obessive aspie interest? I think the answer is no, he just played it for the normal nerd reasons that it was fun and it gave him a surrogate social life that he couldn’t have in the real world, but he felt guilty and unfulfilled playing it.)

Written by Lion of the Blogosphere

May 29, 2014 at 7:47 PM

Posted in Psychology

Why did Elliot think he was a “gentleman”?

This was a major theme in his videos, that girls should like him because he’s a “gentleman.” This is taken as proof by some that he has a narcissistic personality disorder, even though he’s just acting in front of a camera (where he’s all alone and not subject to social anxiety) and never behaved in a grandiose manner in real life.

This sounds like some nonsense he learned from his mother. I can imagine how the conversation went.

Elliot: “Mommy, I’m a loser. No girl will ever like me because they only like jocks.”

Li Chin: “Of course girls will like you Elliot, because you are a gentleman, and that’s far more important to girls than being a jock.”

“Gentleman” sounds like a word that an Asian woman would use.

In retrospect, it was very bad advice. In fact, someone like the blogger formerly known as Roissy would have identified that as bad advice even without any hindsight.

Written by Lion of the Blogosphere

May 29, 2014 at 9:06 AM

Posted in Males and Females

Court document says that Elliott does NOT have Asperger’s

The document filed by Peter Rodger in 1999, which was only a week before Elliot’s 8th birthday:

9. Though RESPONDENT claims in her Court documents that our son, Elliot, “is a high functioning autistic child”, I was not involved in any prior evaluation of Elliot. RESPONDENT did not inform me about any evaluation of Elliot. This disturbed me greatly.

I am now in the process of having Elliot evaluate by a child psychiatrist. RESPONDENT has agreed to be part of this process.

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Unrelated, a photo of Elliot’s psychiatrist, Charles Sophy, posing with a porn actress with HUGE breasts at a “charity event.”

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Link to Peter Rodger’s art photos of women’s naked behinds.

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What happens when you have a severely shy young man whose father sells photos of women’s naked behinds, and he is sent to a psychiatrist who dates porn actresses?

When I said that he was getting the message from the adults in his life that women are valued only for their looks, I didn’t think that includes his psychiatrist!

Written by Lion of the Blogosphere

May 28, 2014 at 9:45 PM

Posted in Uncategorized

Court document says that Elliott does NOT have Asperger’s

The document filed by Peter Rodger in 1999, which was only a week before Elliot’s 8th birthday:

9. Though RESPONDENT claims in her Court documents that our son, Elliot, “is a high functioning autistic child”, I was not involved in any prior evaluation of Elliot. RESPONDENT did not inform me about any evaluation of Elliot. This disturbed me greatly.

I am now in the process of having Elliot evaluated by a child psychiatrist. RESPONDENT has agreed to be part of this process.

Of course, we don’t know what happened since Elliot was eight, but Simon Astaire said there was no diagnosis of Asperger’s or Autism.

Written by Lion of the Blogosphere

May 28, 2014 at 9:37 PM

Posted in Uncategorized

Simon Astaire said that that Elliot did NOT have Asperger’s

This is what Simon Astaire (the guy who slept with the famous Ralph Lauren model) told the LA Times about Elliot three days ago:

Astaire said Elliot played the video game “World of Warcraft,” but wasn’t “obsessed with guns or war games.”

Astaire said Elliot had not been diagnosed with Asperger’s but the family suspected he was on the spectrum, and had been in therapy for years. He said he knew of no other mental illnesses, but Elliot truly had no friends, as he said in his videos and writings.

Astaire said Elliot was incredibly shy, spoke haltingly and rarely looked people in the eye. “He was fundamentally withdrawn,” he said. “The guy on the video was much more confident. That is a guy I never met.”

So even though he was in therapy for years, there was no diagnosis of Asperger’s or any other mental illness. Although perhaps the parents didn’t tell Simon everything. And this also conflicts with what CNN found in the court documents.

Written by Lion of the Blogosphere

May 28, 2014 at 9:03 PM

Posted in Uncategorized

Court documents reveal Elliott’s family was not that rich

CNN found the court documents from when his father filed to reduce his child-support payments to Elliott’s mother.

The following is revealed:

1. The mother made just $40,000 a year as a research assistant for a film company.

2. The father was deeply in debt from the documentary he invested in, and had no job at the time. (Elliott wrote about this in his autobiography.)

3. The father had until then been paying $2,000/month child support for both Elliott and his sister. The article doesn’t say what the court lowered it to.

4. His mother claimed in court documents that Elliott was diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome at the age of 7. This was presumably cited as a reason for why she needed higher child support payments.

As you know, I disagree with the diagnosis of Asperger’s Syndrome, which apparently has just become the default diagnosis for any kid who has problems. Elliott’s problems came from having an extremely high Neuroticism personality, which caused him to be extremely fearful and moody (thus the frequent crying) and not from autism.

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May 28, 2014 at 10:26 AM

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