Forget Oldboy. Did Cho ever listen to the Doors; like, really listen?

I’d hate to drag in Morrison’s good name into this, but some parts of “The End” are really chilling in light of what happened last week (aside of course from the oedipal references). Not trying to establish any real connection — which doesn’t exist — but, for the sake of hindsight (excerpted below):

“This is the end … of our elaborate plans, the end/Of everything that stands … No safety or surprise, the end/I’ll never look into your eyes again … Desperately in need of some stranger’s hand, in a desperate land/Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain, and all the children are insane...

“There’s danger on the edge of town … The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on/He took a face from the ancient gallery, and he walked on down the hall … It hurts to set you free, but you’ll never follow me/The end of laughter and soft lies…”

Anyway, Jim, you can rest in peace; God knows that with such an awful tragedy you definitely don’t merit any blame.