Why are mass “suicidal” shootings (where the gunman doesn’t try to get away so he can finish off the wounded, at the expense of being killed or imprisoned himself) still rare but much more common than before the “I Don’t Like Mondays” school shooting 40 years ago?
My guess: declining fear of Hell.
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there’s the rub:
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause—there’s the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
… Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovere’d country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Update: Here’s some brand new evidence for my theory, which I came up with a few years ago: