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I refuse to celebrate death. It doesn't matter how evil the person was or what horrible things they did when alive, a killed human life is a solemn tragedy. The fact a person needs to be killed—or has to be killed—and society sees fit to relish the death—is a disturbing reflection on mankind.
Am I glad Osama Bin Laden is dead? I'll tell you that I'm glad he was found and is now unable to plot and carry-out his terrorist acts. Bin Laden's death is a strong blow to Al Qaeda, but I take more comfort in knowing that (as reported by various media outlets) recent socialized democracies in places like Egypt and Tunisia have hurt Al Qaeda a lot more than the recent demise of their leader.
With the news of Bin Laden's death, I merely felt indifferent. Not happy, not sad, not surprised or ecstatic. I was, however, glad that many people directly affected by the events of 9/11 hopefully now have some sense of closure, and that a horrible chapter in their lives has ended.
In olden days, death sentences were somber events. Crowds would gather in silence and watch the execution with an aura of pity, shame, and disappointment—not because the person being executed did something horrible, but because a human life was about to be snuffed-out. That being said...
Yesterday U.S. Special Forces carried-out Bin Laden's destiny, and I half expected Osama's body to be put on parade and dragged through the streets—or hung from a pole, ala Benito Mussolini. I bet a lot of the young people in the above photograph would have loved that. From what I've read and heard, our Navy Seals performed professionally and efficiently, and afterward our men showed dignity by burying the body (at sea) within twenty-four hours—per the Islam faith. I hope no embarrassing photos surface with troops posing with the body, like when Colombian drug czar Pablo Escobar was killed.
When it comes to religion, I've always believed that the Universal Law has a nice way of making everyone right. If you're Buddhist, you'll see Buddha when you die. If Hindu, you'll be greeted by Shiva or Vishnu—or whoever. If you're Christian, you'll see God. Or Jesus. Or Mary. Or Saint Peter. And if you believe in nothing, you'll get nothing. Because of this theory, I'm forced to believe that Osama Bin Laden is now in some paradise garden, screwing a lot of virgins.
Although a fucked-up fact, Bin Laden believed until the very end that he was doing Allah's work. In the eyes of many extremists, Bin Laden died a martyr. As someone wrote on Facebook last night, these people will make Bin Laden a legendary—even mythical—man, not unlike the fictional character Keyser Soze, from the film The Usual Suspects. Bin Laden followed the martyrdom process to a tee. He didn't try to compromise his situation by bartering and lying—like Che Guevara did. He didn't kill himself in the end—like Hitler did. Bin Laden really did die a martyr, and by the definition of the word, a martyr is a victim—no matter how crazy their actions or beliefs.
I can't help but wonder... what if Osama Bin Laden had died yesterday from his kidney malady instead of at the hands of our Special Forces—would we have seen all the celebrating in the streets of America? We'd probably be pissed-off that—although still dead—Bin Laden had manage to elude capture. We'd be pissed-off that we didn't get to exact revenge by killing him. His being dead wouldn't be good enough for us. We should have been his executioner, and reveled in the glory.
Yesterday many Americans did exactly that—they reveled the death of the big fish.
I'm grateful for our troops, here and abroad. I thank them for keeping our homeland safe and secure. I thank the Navy Seals and other Special Forces for their talent and professionalism. I thank President Obama for keeping his word. I'd be honored to repay all of them—whatever way I can— for their outstanding service, loyalty, and perseverance.
But please don't ask me to celebrate, because this party that so many people are literally hell-bent on, got off to the wrong start ten years ago with 9/11.
FiN.




http://www.uwgb.edu/dutchs/PSEUDOSC/ForestDesert.htm
The taking of the life of a man by another man is never a good thing, maybe well deserved but still not good… It’s just unfortunate that we humans get ourselves into these situations, often in the name of god.
Religion does strange things to people!