Young Beto O’Rourke Wrote Fantasy About Running Over Kids With His car

When Beto O’Rourke was 15, he joined the notorious hacking group called “Cult of the Dead Cow.” Although there is no proof that Beto was involved in hacking into computers, he did have some very disturbing writings. One of those short stories was about a murder fantasy involving two small children. He tells of driving up the street when he spotted the two children crossing the street. He tells of his happiness in hearing them as they crashed into his hood and he heard the cry of pain from one of them. This guy is a real sicko.

Here in his own words:

 “Then one day, as I was driving home from work, I noticed two children crossing the street. They were happy, happy to be free from their troubles. I knew, however, that this happiness and sense of freedom were much too overwhelming for them.”

“This happiness was mine by right. I had earned it in my dreams. As I neared the young ones, I put all my weight on my right foot, keeping the accelerator pedal on the floor until I heard the crashing of the two children on the hood, and then the sharp cry of pain from one of the two. I was so fascinated for a moment, that when after I had stopped my vehicle, I just sat in a daze, sweet visions filling my head.

“My dream was abruptly ended when I heard a loud banging on the front window. It was an old man, who was using his cane to awaken me. He might have been a witness to my act of love. I was not sure, nor did I care. It was simply ecstasy. As I drove home, I envisioned myself committing more of these ‘acts of love,’ and after a while, I had no trouble carrying them out. The more people I killed, the longer my dreams were. … I had killed nearly 38 people by the time of my twenty-third birthday, and each one was more fulfilling than the last.”

Here is another poem he wrote:

The Song of the Cow (screengrab)

I need a butt-shine,
Right now
You are holy,
Oh, sacred Cow
I thirst for you,
Provide Milk.

Buff my balls,
Love the Cow,
Good fortune for those that do.
Love me, breathe my feet,
The Cow has risen.

Wax my ass,
Scrub my balls.
The Cow has risen,
Provide Milk.

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