Bloodsport Journalism: Why Posting Charlie Kirk’s Murder Is Civilizational Rot

 Bloodsport Journalism: Why Posting Charlie Kirk’s Murder Is Civilizational Rot

By Brian Wilson

If you are posting video’s of the murder of Charlie Kirk as if it were a victory lap, as if a human life was nothing more than digital fodder, then shame on you. You are a boil on the hindquarter of humanity, and your digital footprint should be lanced and cauterized toot sweet.

This man was a human being. That simple fact should be enough. He had a pulse, a laugh, a voice, people who cared for him. He wasn’t just a headline, not just a target for strangers to mock online.

He had a family. A wife. Children. People who will carry his absence like a stone in their chest for the rest of their lives. Sadly, the day will come when those innocent children type their father’s name into Google. What will they see? Not a man remembered with dignity, but their fathers gruesome death paraded like a trophy. They’ll find sick memes. Hateful speech. Rhetoric so vile it reduces a human life to political currency in the hands of the morally bankrupt.

Let’s not mince words, this currency is being traded openly by the so-called leaders of our fine government. Red. Blue. Both sides guilty. These esteemed (ELECTED) representatives, instead of showing reverence for the dead, instead of offering even a shred of restraint, chose to weaponize tragedy for their own gain. For that, they deserve more than public shame, they deserve penance. Twenty days of self-flagellation might be a good start. At least then, the scars would be visible reminders of the rot they’ve chosen to embrace.

This is the scourge of our time. Social media and the media at large have dragged us down into a pit of debauchery and despair. Tragedy has become a commodity. The hunger for clicks has devoured every scrap of decency we once had. We don’t mourn anymore, we monetize. We don’t reflect, we consume.

We are living in a new blood sport. Unbeknownst to most, we have become willing participants. Let’s be honest: the posters are only half the problem. The real power lies with the people who feed it. Every single click is a choice. Every time you share, every time you linger on some grotesque headline, you’re putting another coin into the morally corrupt machine.

So, here’s the only way back: stop feeding it. Don’t click. Don’t share. See the headline and move on. No clicks means no money. No money means no interest. No interest means we, the people, have finally had enough.

Anyone exploiting Charlie Kirk’s death isn’t just failing him or his family. They’re failing humanity. Unless we draw the line, unless we finally say, “no more,” we’ll continue to watch civilization rot into a culture that treats cruelty as entertainment and corpses as currency.

Make no mistake, if we don’t stop it, if we don’t reclaim even the faintest shred of decency, then we are marching straight into a modern-day version of Dante’s Inferno. A world where each digital circle of hell is marked not by fire and brimstone, but by hashtags and viral clips; where human suffering is the spectacle, and our appetite for carnage is endless.

That is the path we are on. The only question left is whether we will have the will to turn back before we burn in the very pit we’ve created.

Enough is enough.