A Time to Weep, A Time to Rejoice?
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      Help me understand why so many articles are popping up in the news that are showing a reluctance by people to express joy over the killing of a madman. Some of these people seem to be embarrassed to show their jubilation. Statements like "I wonder if I should just reflect on the significance of the event?", and "I feel like I'm being judged for feeling happy" indicate a strange unwillingness to be glad when a good thing occurs. I wonder if these people fancy themselves to be so Christlike that they link the death of bin Laden to the Commandment "Thou shalt not kill", and feel they should be repelled by the way the beast died? Could these be the same people who scream and shout when they win $20 in the casino, or their hometown team scores a touchdown, or their candidate wins an election, or a gang banger gets life in prison for a senseless drive-by assassination of some innocent onlooker.
      This bin Laden was a vile, hate monger whose sole aim in life was apparently to use terrorist acts to bring down the United States. When good people die, feel remorse. But when axe murderers, child rapists, lunatics who wildly fire machine guns into a crowd, when people of this sort die, which surely includes bin Laden, there is no reason to hold back feelings of pure, simple, unadulterated glee.
      Redemption, retribution, revenge; don't let anyone tell you these are not only healthy human feelings, they are gratifying feelings. Nothing to be ashamed of. The American people can rightfully proclaim that bin Laden received his just dues the old fashioned way, he earned them. I say good job Seals, and stand your post for the rest of us until the next sniveling coward appears on the scene.
Wish Upon a Star
Laramie Boyd
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