So many conflicting feelings tonight. I keep remembering the images we watched over and over and over when 9/11 happened. The cloud of glass and debris and dust rolling around the sides of skyscrapers and chasing terrified New Yorkers down otherwise abandoned streets. That's not something I'll ever forget.
I'm SO GLAD Obama gets to be the leader that celebrates this win. But I feel weird for being so jubilant about a human being's death. Even if that human being was directly responsible for so much pain and suffering. Someone on CNN compared Osama Bin Laden's death to the fall of the Berlin Wall, and...I see the symbolic similarities, but tearing down a wall is not the same as shooting a person in the head. Really. I don't know what alternatives were available; probably none. I'm not a political strategist. I'm just someone who's never been in a position to take another person's life.
I feel so proud of our military, and I'm happy that America gets to have a major win. I hope this brings some peace to people affected by the 2001 attacks that have never felt like they've received any justice. But I'm not worthy to judge a person deserving of death, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel a little icky about all the merriment for an old man being hunted down and shot.