Sometimes you write something and going into it, you figure it's probably going to be a mistake, that people will take it the wrong way, and that you'll regret it. Yet, you write it anyway. This is one such time.
I really don't get the same sense of joy everyone else seems to get with Osama Bin Laden's death.
No, I'm not a hippy, tree hugging, don't kill anyone type guy. I'm all for capital punishment in cases of murder where there's absolute proof.
Nor do I feel any sympathy for Bin Laden in anyway because of US aggressions driving him to his actions or any other such thing. Quite frankly, I'm not politically aware enough to pretend I know what the US is doing overseas.
Maybe I just have a hard time celebrating death. When I heard the news, my first thought was to wonder, does this really make anything better or did we just create another martyr?
Granted, in this case neither side was going to live and let live. The US isn't going to go easy on terrorists, nor are terrorists going to drop their cause and go back to their day jobs.
There was no other end game to this situation, and when it comes to terrorists, I'm not sure there's ever a different end game. As noted above, I'm for capital punishment, so I'm all for wiping them out rather than spending a 100k a year to imprison each guy for the rest of his life.
That said, I have a hard time celebrating death, even when one could not be more deserved. I felt awkward and embarrassed watching the footage of baseball stadiums chanting USA and people celebrating everywhere. When I heard the news, it just made me remember 911, and maybe that's a good thing. To remember the people we lost.
I was just overwhelmed with sadness. Sadness that so many innocent people died nearly a decade ago. Sadness that there are people out there waging a war of terror, going after innocents. That we have to fight against this kind of thing while knowing that we do have to fight it.
It was a victory in the war on terror last night, but it didn't comfort me any. It just made me realize that we're still in a war, one we're always winning yet may never win.