It was a day that I was really starting to think would never happen. When I got picked up from work by my mother, she told me, "Osama bin Laden is dead."
I blinked, looked at her and said, "You're kidding, right?"
Hearing the confirmation on Fox News on the radio (not the world's most reliable source), I was uncertain, but felt more and more confident about it as they continued talking, and I started singing, "Ding, dong, the witch is dead!"
I watched the president's speech on CNN, and I just finished listening to "God Bless the USA". No doubt it'll be the first of many patriotic songs I'll be listening to in the coming days; I might even do one or two at Karaoke on Friday.
How did you celebrate Osama bin Laden's death? Or, for that matter, did you? A couple of my Facebook friends said that while they're happy for the victory over terrorism, they cannot justify ever celebrating the death of another human being.
That argument has merit, and I probably should be a little more solemn myself. But the bastard was responsible for killing thousands of people, and quite frankly I'm not gonna shed one bloody tear over him.
So... what did you do?
(edited by ekedolphin on 2.5.11 0035) "Nobody ever came out and said, 'Please pass a law so I can be forced to stop doing something I shouldn't be doing,' no, it's always 'Please pass a law to force them to stop doing something that I don't like.'" --Manny Garcia, The Moon is a Harsh Mistress by Robert A. Heinlein
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Went out with my girlfriend, had a beer or two while she watched the Mets game. Well, that and watching the address while trying to keep her dog from eating the corgi we were watching this weekend.
(For the record, when I saw about the address and how no one had a clue what it was about, once someone started speculating that it was national security-related and overseas, she called that it had something to do with bin Laden. That's when I realized we hadn't heard anything from him in a while...)
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I found out by reading Facebook. This was about 11 pm EDT.
I told The Lovely Mrs. Tracker as she was doing her nightly mysterious bathroom rituals and watched the president's speech. When she was done, I watched the speech again with her and dissected it. It's well done.
The majority of the speech is for the world: this is what happened, this is what started all this, this is how we did it, and this is why we acted this way.
The rest of the speech is for us: this is justice, this was justified, this is done. Ending the speech with text from the pledge of allegiance? Smart and strong.
I appreciated the speech's tone and precision. I felt a surprising degree of relief and satisfaction. That was the extent of my celebration. That's all I needed.
"To be the man, you gotta beat demands." -- The Lovely Mrs. Tracker
Like Mr. Tracker, I was on Facebook chatting with a friend from my softball team. He told me that Bin Laden was dead, and from there I turned on Fox News and CNN and when back and forth until the Presidential statement.
I also did not really "celebrate" his death myself, but I did celebrate that some of the families that were affected by 9/11 can possibly feel some kind of closure.
"Put on your helmets, we'll be reaching speeds of 3!" "It was nice of you to give that dead woman another chance." "All right, look alive everybody...oh sorry Susan."- MST3K: Space Mutiny Click Here (myspace.com)
Got off the plane in Harrisburg and got a CNN breaking news that President Obama was about to speak. Called the wife and she game me the rumor. I did not celebrate. While it was just that he be executed, it's not cause for me to celebrate over. Proud of the guys who found and eliminated him though.
We'll be back right after order has been restored here in the Omni Center.
That the universe was formed by a fortuitous concourse of atoms, I will no more believe than that the accidental jumbling of the alphabet would fall into a most ingenious treatise of philosophy - Swift
For a sportswriter, you'd think these would be deep-seated origins. Not so much in my case. * Red Sox: My guitar teacher (circa 1994-95) was a fan, and I was looking to pick a team. * Hornets: I liked the colors (again, 1994)