Eve Carson

Where to even begin? What a strange world we live in...

First of all, it's strange to even think of how it was Eve Carson, of all people, who was killed. The chances of it being the student body president of UNC versus any other student are slim. However, the question that I have is whether her death was random, if it was just for her car, or if it was premeditated. Either way, it is still incredibly sad...I just feel lost without the facts...

If the shooting was merely to get her car, then it blows my mind the society we live in. We are willing to kill another human being simply for the acquisition of material possessions. To what end? What would drive someone to resort to such actions? I cannot comprehend the taking of another person's life over something so petty. The extremity of such an abomination is mind blowing.

The other thing that's been bothering me is the fact that so many people gathered because the victim of the shooting was Eve Carson. Imagine if it had been some other random UNC student. The elaborate ceremonies, the huge response of the student body...would it have been the same? It's hard to tell, though I doubt it would have been. Surely some commemoration similar to this would have occurred, but to this extent? Maybe I'm just pessimistic, but I doubt it. How do we judge how valuable someone's life is? It seemed to me that Chancellor Moeser implied that Eve's impact could be evaluated by the huge throng of people that gathered in the quad. But I don't buy that...not that Eve wasn't an amazing person, but what made her any more important than my friend Roman Reed? No doubt fewer people showed up to his funeral than showed up to this assembly for Eve. But that doesn't make him any less important. How do we gage the value of human life, anyway? Because Eve probably wielded more power than Roman, does that mean she held some edge over him? Though nobody would ever come right out and say such things, I feel that they are implied in the situation.

Everything about the day just infuriates me. These are the inevitable repercussions from the Fall of man. And, I realize I am no better than the people who shot Eve Carson. I hope that everyone prays not just for Eve's family and friends and those who have been affected by the tragedy...but also for the shooters in the incident.

I guess it's just poetry that's on my mind now...

How you like me now? I go blaow
It's that shit that moves crowds
Makin every ghetto foul
I might have took your first child
Scarred your life or crippled your style
I gave you power
I made you buck wild

-Nas, "I Gave You Power"