Why Rolling Stone is BS for Publishing Dzhokhar Tsarnaev on its Cover
Here it is, guys -- this is the Rolling Stone cover that's caused so much controversy over the last day or so, and now you probably know why: that dude up there? That's Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, one of the freaks charged with the horror that unfolded at the Boston Marathon a few months back. You probably already recognized him, but didn't realize that he was this international superstar heartthrob capable of making women swoon and garnering the cover of a prolific magazine like Rolling Stone and, oh, blowing people to bits and pieces while they innocently enjoyed a day of running in the sunshine.
Despite RS's protestations that they're just "doing their jobs," it's got "wrong" written all over it. Their statement:
"... The cover story we are publishing this week falls within the traditions of journalism and Rolling Stone's longstanding commitment to serious and thoughtful coverage. ... The fact that Dzhokhar Tsarnaev is young, and in the same age group as many of our readers, makes it all the more important for us to examine the complexities of this issue and gain a more complete understanding of how a tragedy like this happens."
No, friends. No. There is no "displaced anger" over a Rolling Stone cover, because any anger directed at this cover is entirely justifiable. It's not that someone charged with terrorism and murder and everything else took the cover of a magazine, it's that the editors of Rolling Stone had the indubitable poor taste to choose and run a photo that makes this kid look like some kind of warped second coming of Jim Morrison, all artsy and misunderstood. And the wording? "Popular," "promising," used next to adjectives that would insinuate that he wasn't at fault for what he allegedly did? LIke how his family "failed" him and how he just accidentally "fell" into radical Islam and somehow became this monster? Bull-effing-crap, Rolling Stone.