Let me start by warning this post is how I feel. It's my blog, so deal with it.
I got out of the shower last night to hear the news of Bin Laden's death. It's an event I have been waiting for like all other Americans. However, I didn't have the reaction I expected. I did not cheer or jump up and down or rejoice in his death. I just sat there on the couch and thought "well, will the one who takes his place be even worse?"
A friend posted this on FB:
I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. "Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that."- Martin Luther King Jr.
That is exactly how I feel. I am not going to celebrate this. Watching all those people on tv partying in the streets made me sick. Why? It reminded me of the way the terrorists reacted when they finished a major attack or killed American soldiers. Remember all the videos of them celebrating in the streets? I will not behave like them. I am NOTHING like them.
He needed to die. I am not going to sit here and say he did not deserve it. He did. He reaped what he sowed and I will NEVER feel bad for his death. However, we should not be partying and rejoicing in his death. We should be thinking of all the men and women who died over the past 9 (almost 10) years trying to get to this point. One death will not bring back thousands. One death will not restore the full health to those who came home hurt. One death will not bring back those who could not handle the nightmares and memories and day to day struggles and took matters into their own hands. One death does not give children back their parents.
We should be commemorating all it took to get to where we are now. And if I may have a moment to be real a real bitch: How many of those partying signed up to serve after 9/11?
Rejoice? I am not there yet.
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