17-year-old Anthony Barbaro excelled in Olean High School. He was an honour student that ranked eighth in his class of 200. He was a member of the National Honor Society. His classmates recalled him as being a “brain” but a “loner.” He was also a member of the school’s rifle team and had been awarded a Regent’s Scholarship in December of 1974.
On the 30th of December, 1974, Barbaro went to Olean High School as it was closed for the Christmas period. Once inside, he climbed up three flights of stairs and set up a vantage point. He had brought along his favourite sniper rifle. Barbaro then lit a small fire which burned itself out but not before the fire brigade were called. Over the course of two hours, he shot at the citizens down below. He killed a school custodian, a pregnant woman sitting in her car, and an utility company employee. Eleven other people were wounded, mostly fire fighters who had come to investigate the blaze.
Police apprehended Barbaro after storming the room with tear gas. They found him on the floor, wearing a defective gas mask. After he was arrested, police discovered his diary which detailed his plans for the shooting spree. He had been planning for five months and had listed several potential locations. He even considered just “getting a car and driving through the town shooting.” In his home they also found gasoline, glass bottles, homemade smoke bombs and empty propane canisters.
On the 1st of November, 1975, he took his motivation to the grave with him. He was discovered with his prison bed sheet knotted around his neck with the other end tied to the bars of the cell. His trial was scheduled to begin just the following day. He pleaded innocent by reason of insanity but was declared competent to stand trial. He left behind three suicide notes. One was addressed to his family, the second was addressed to a girl he had been corresponding with but had never met, and the final was addressed: “To whom it may concern.” In this note he said he had a choice between living or dying and with his suicide, he was exercising that choice.
What do you think about Killer Frost? Like the concept of her... of Caitlin becoming evil... maybe not what the show has done with her, per se, but... the idea of her.
Thanks for your patience on this one. I’ve been collecting my thoughts on it, because it’s a broad question that actually cross-sects a couple of seasons, different versions of a character, and there’s the issue of the meta-textual analysis of the character versus the within canon one.
I’ve broken them down below the cut, but the tl:dr for anyone who doesn’t want to read a full analysis: the metaphor for dissociative identity disorder that Killer Frost represents is ableist and bad, but the narrative for the character is unarguably the best she’s had and lends something to the team and the conflict. There are ways they could have navigated all of this better though, and them chickening out of making Caitlin into Killer Frost full time is where we lose the most in canon from what this story could’ve been.
Hildas up in the sky fighting cuphead and Cagney is down below, "W ow look at my girlfriend. S h e is so pretty look at her go!! Kick that cups butt!!" And after cuphead defeats her he is probably all "My sweet moonflower are you okay?" sOrry i really love this ship
Where’s that 4 panel pic of that guy from jersey shore crying because that’s the only image that will convey my emotions right now.
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It took me a week to find where you keep your wifi password. A whole week! I was really worried you’d thrown it away, but lo and behold, there it was in the cutlery drawer of all places. Everything about the way you organize things confuses me. I guess because you live on your own now you just put things any old place. I know there was someone else before, I heard you talking about him on the phone. Johnny, I think? Jimmy? Anyway, I know because you said it was tough being alone. But you’re not alone, of course. You have me!