I don’t believe that we should be celebrating an individual’s death, no matter the horrid things he has done. He is still a human being, and has come and passed like all the rest of us.
Relief, gratefulness, and sheer shock are what I’m feeling right now, but I don’t think I could ever forgive myself for thinking it is ever okay to be happy or joyful that he “got what he deserved”.
I don’t believe today should be a national holiday, or something to be remembered for the ages. Rather it is just another day with a little less threat. The world is still a dangerous place.
