Who Are The Truly Scary People In Our World

Donald Trump's not scary. Charlie Kirk is not scary. Elon Musk is not scary. Maybe it's time to learn what it takes for a person to be scary, if you have the guts to imagine what real scary people are like.

A seventeen-year-old boy is rushed to an emergency room. Something's wrong with him. Throughout restraining him, having to fight with him, and seeing the immense amount of physical power that a scrawny, 150-pound boy shouldn't have, medical science fails to answer for what went wrong with him.

For days, doctors, psychiatrists, and therapists gather around his hospital floor, which requires a near-constant security presence because of how violent he's become, to figure out what to do. Without massive tranquilizers that only slow the boy down, it's a near-constant fight for the entire time he's there.

I remember being called to the security wing of the hospital for the tenth time in three days. The 150-pound, malnourished, and partially dehydrated child had broken free from his restraints. The fight was on, but none of us wanted to go in without a plan. As more and more staff arrived, one doctor came in for the first time. He was a radiologist from Israel.

It didn't take long before he pointed out something that the Americans hadn't thought of, and as he did, at my age, I didn't initially get what he was saying. How does a boy that age learn to speak Aramaic? It's a dead language. Then he asked, "How did he break four-point restraints?"

"What are you getting at, Doc?"

"Even if you get him under control, you don't need doctors, you need a priest."

The doctor's skin was pale, and his hands were shaking. He'd had a good point. Something else was going on with this boy, something none of us understood. This kid was, then, the scariest person I'd been in a room with.

Standing in a room, looking down at the child, I noticed a few things that would stick with me for the rest of my life. He was a monster, even at ten. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. When I looked him in the eye, nothing inside him looked back at me. What was there, awaiting its chance to burst out, was pure, demonic rage.

I had heard similar descriptions before, and at that moment, Donald Pleasence's voice rang out in my head. "He had the coldest, blackest eyes." The monologue of Dr. Samuel Lumis, from the Halloween series, suddenly became all the more important. Unlike the horror writers of old, I was standing in front of something bound to be pure horror.

I still had no idea why such a little boy would be brought to jail in the middle of the night. It was after midnight, and a veteran detective had made the arrest. The boy was charged with one of the most horrific things imaginable. My job was to process the boy's paperwork, and I soon found a problem.

The veteran detective had written down multiple counts and the offense. I turned to him and reminded him, we can't enter multiple counts. I need a number.

"172," he said, his head dropping between his hands.

A serial predator at 10. What happened there is either the worst form of neglect and one of the worst forms of abuse ever, or an example of someone born without a soul. I tended to think it was the latter. There was no fear, no anxiety, and no remorse from the boy. Inside that boy, he believed what he'd done was normal, or he was born unable to know the difference between right and wrong. It was a taught behavior to a child who should have been watching cartoons on Saturday morning, playing with other kids, and enjoying the occasional summer ice cream treat. Or, he was a flesh-and-blood monster.

Some of our fellow citizens prefer to call men like Donald Trump, Charlie Kirk, and other conservatives scary. It's mostly because of the powerfully effective rhetoric of liberals. The minute Donald Trump entered politics, he was labeled a threat to Democracy. They've even sworn, vehemently, that we are facing an existential threat to Democracy. And people are scared of them.

What about the monsters in the world? No, these people only read about monsters and never encounter them. Billionaires buying their way into power aren't scary. They're just richer than the rest of us, and even the liberals have billionaires on their team. But that's okay, as long as you're on their team and not the other. Trump's not scary. He's going to do what's best for him, and that means the world will go on.

Scary isn't Charlie Kirk, or anyone else that falls into the category of influencer, good or bad. They're just influencers, and therefore, we can turn them off, not listen to them, and associate ourselves with people who hold values and beliefs like ours. That's how it's supposed to work.

Freedom of speech doesn't make one side or the other scary. The smartest of us listen, digest, and dissect what we hear. We choose to believe, one way or the other, in what speaks to our values and beliefs. And we move forward with our lives.

Are there scary people in the world? Yes, but they aren't who some people label as scary. No, the real scary people in the world are unexplainably evil, and will murder your dog, rape and kill your children, and laugh about it as they leave you tied up to watch. Really scary people in the world are dark, possibly soulless, and have no empathy or remorse as they bring pain and suffering in real time, not perceived future pain and suffering because of politics. Really scary people aren't scary because of their message, their religion, their sexual orientation, or gender related beliefs.

They are the barbarians at the gate, who will attack you in your sleep, cause worldwide devastation, or murder for pleasure. They are the opposite of good. They are the ones who rob, rape, murder, and do so with no regard for your life. They are the ones who have no respect or regard for their own lives, or are genuine examples of die-hard evil.