my reaction to the news that "the curse" is dead was joy, still is, and will always be.
I went to bed with a smile on my face for the first time in a long time.
My feeling was like a husband who just had a satisfying, intimate moment with his wife.
Sorry to say that, sorry to shock your sensibilities, but that's it.
I'm happy he is dead.
I'm sure most of the relatives of the 3000 people who perished in 2001 are, too.
And I'm sure that the big majority of the families who lost loved ones in the battlefield because of this ONE man's hatred for this country are happy.
I will not pretend to be worried that I may sound unChristian and be holier-than-anybody else and throw cold water on those who feel relief, joy, peace, at the passing of this curse.
I will not prick the conscience of a child of God anywhere and act as the Holy Spirit and make him/her think she may not, after all, be a child of God.
I did not vote for Obama, will not vote for Obama, and will NEVER vote for Obama because he is a democrat, if for no other reason, but I will most certainly give him the benefit of a doubt that he spoke the truth when he went before national television to announce that this horrible man is, at last, dead.
His death will not mean that the terrorists will hang their heads and go home.
I was an ideologue once, and know that ideologies do not die with their leaders.
But, he is the most visible feature of this terrorism, and for that, I have contempt for him, and no sympathy at all for those who mourn him, nor for those who question the motives of those who rejoice at his death.