New video from Elliot Rodger

[You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] Elliot goes for a drive, and shows corners of isla vista. Of course he doesn't miss to say "sluts and douchebags".

Wow I never thought I would see new ER content.

Holy shit, the drive around video pretty much confirms what I was suspecting all along. When Elliot Rodger talks about "beautiful girls" he's basically talking about like average girls (by European standards). Also, damn, he looks so much worse in these videos. I wonder if he wore fake up in the youtube ones.
Ah, that's the lightening in the "Why do girls hate me so much" video.

I found it surprising that he wasn't enraged that his copy of Dance with Dragons arrived damaged. Like with all his talk about slobs... I wonder how much of his prejudices are just something he absorbed in his school. The first time he calls someone a slob is in high school.

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On one dreadful day, when I was riding my bicycle near Calabasas, a group of popular teenagers in an SUV drove by and made fun of me. I suppose my appearance didn’t help with that. I looked exactly like the outcast I was. I was still wearing plain polo shirts and khaki pants at the time, covered with a blue zip up hoodie and a black baseball cap. It was a torturous experience, and the pain I felt from it never went
away. All I wanted was to fit in with those popular kids who lived such pleasurable lives, but instead I was ridiculed and reviled by them.

Hmm... It seems his expression with looks was driven by social experiences.

I sort of find it fascinating how barbaric the places he was living in were - like people making out in Starbucks line and there was stuff like this:

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On the way home, just as I was about to reach my mother’s house, a group of four young thugs drove by me in a pick-up truck and proceeded to throw eggs at me, laughing while they did it. They seemed intoxicated, and they missed me. I picked up one of the shells and threw it right back into their car. I was no longer a weak little kid who would take a hit without fighting back. I was stronger now. They got out of their car and tried to attack me, and they would have beaten me bloody if I didn’t pull out my trusty pocket knife, which I usually carried when I walked alone by myself. Thankfully, the thugs backed away and drove off. Perhaps it was the knife, or the look of extreme hatred in my eyes. I quickly ran home, terrified. It was an unsuccessful and misfortunate night.