Osama Bin Laden is Dead.
He was a very bad man. Maybe he deserved what he got, however I am not the one to decide that.
9/11 was a tragedy and will always be a sharp vivid memory for the rest of our lives.
With all that being said I sit here feeling sick to my stomach and disgusted at what I see on TV this morning. I see Americans celebrating like their team just won the Super Bowl. Celebrating the fact that their country killed a man. If this happened on American soil it would be considered Murder, however because it was a bad man and it happened overseas it is apparently a reason to celebrate.
I sit here confused after watching interviews with people who are saying that they are happy that he will never hurt anyone again. Ok, so he won’t but what about his followers? I am confused over how naive some Americans are. I would be terrified if I lived there. For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Which would make me wonder when and where?
These people carrying out attacks don’t care where it happens, just that it happens. So if they blow something up overseas that it ok because yes Americans will die however it’s not on home soil?
I would expect to see celebrations like this when the troops return home. When those Fathers and Mothers, Sons and Daughters, Sisters and Brothers return home and are finally safe with their families. Just because one man is dead doesn’t mean it’s over. I am sure there is still fighting going on right now.
I am so glad that Adam is too young to be asking questions because as an adult I can’t grasp what I am seeing and hearing. I can’t understand it or accept it. I am angry and confused.
I did not intend this to be an insult to anyone who lost their lives in 9/11 or fighting to bring those responsable to justice. The healing process is long and difficult but I don’t see how this will bring any such closure or acceptance of what happened. Years later, I still cry and I still think about it. It still hurts for me and I knew no one who lost their life. I can’t even being to imagine, or pretend I understand the pain that those who did feel.
This to me doesn’t seem like justice.
