Part of me doesn’t know how to feel about the death of Osama bin Laden.
I know the world, definitely the USA, went crazy when it was announced, and I will probably remember for a long, long time that I was swing dancing when the news broke, and I stood in a smoke-filled bar, and my eyes stung while I read the captions of Obama’s speech about what happened. I remember being relieved- because the death of bin Laden probably means a deeper sense of closure for so many families- from those who lost loved ones on September 11 to those whose sons, daughters, mothers, fathers, brothers, and sisters have put on a uniform to protect our country and didn’t come home. It’s a very important period on the end of a hard sentence for them, but not the end of the story.
Am I happy? I don’t know. Grateful? If it means that lives of people the world over are safer I’m glad that he’s not here anymore, and I think they are… but I think that how people are talking-celebrating- bashing the administration- in light of these events is tough. Wrong, even. Many people have had many things to say about the death of bin Laden, and I think there will be much said in the coming weeks. I’ll watch anxiously- and hope that Americans can grow past these… unfair, fired-from-the-hip reactions. Some of the signs posted and the facebook statuses are unfair to those who have lost loved ones- for those who see this as the grave thing it is. Celia wrote here about it in a very intelligent and passionate manner, and I wish more people could express themselves that fully. It’s going to change things in a very big way, and I don't think that the American people as a whole see that yet.
It’ll change my future because a dead bin Laden changes the future of the military and what the fight looks like… which I think I will watch more closely than I have in the past.
My hope and prayer, first and foremost, is that bin Laden's death brings a sense of closure, and that it will be followed by peace.