I'm not American, so I guess that probably colours my feelings about this...but I just cannot seriously bring myself to celebrate the death of another human being. I watched some of the news coverage today of people cheering and celebrating in Times Square, and while I guess in one way I can understand the sentiment behind the celebration, part of me remembers that, ten years ago, there was news coverage of people in Pakistan and Iraq celebrating what happened in NYC, and I think to myself: Are those people in Times Square today really any better?
I didn't lose anyone on 9/11. I wasn't personally affected by it, so maybe I don't have a right to comment on any of this. I guess I just wish that people would realize that one man's death does not mean that terrorism is "over". All this means is that now, the terrorists have a reason to strike back. Which, if it happens, will give the Americans a reason to strike back. And when the Americans strike back, then the terrorists will respond in kind...and then....
Do you see where this is going?
A friend of mine on Facebook posted something very poignant (and, I think, very true) today. I reposted it on my own Facebook and I'd like to share it with all of you here:
"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.)
I think that sums up my feelings about the whole thing perfectly. I simply can't bring myself to rejoice in the death of a human being...not even an enemy.