There has been a recent flurry of opinions and ruminations about the Christlikeness, or not, of celebrating the form of justice served to this savage, Osama Bin Laden. The 9/11 terror mastermind was allegedly shot between the eyes by one of our expert Navy SEAL members after a 10 year hunt which included wars in both Iraq and Afghanistan. A treasure trove of computer drives and intelligence obtained from the site in Pakistan has confirmed he was obsessed with plotting the death and destruction of America and it’s economy. Various political and religious positions spanning a wide range of theological beliefs have been posted to FB and blasted throughout the world wide media.
After thinking about it for a while, and the post initial jubilation subsided, yes, I’m glad he’s dead. Gone. However you want to say it. I’m glad that justice is served for a mass murderer. I’m exuberant that the largest cache of intelligence was recovered which makes our CIA foreign intelligence agencies giddy. I’m exited to be reminded once again that we have the greatest men and women on earth willing to fight for justice and freedom even if it demands their own blood. And why not celebrate? Do you think the SEALs are pensive, somber or restrained in their excitement and sense of accomplishment this morning? Do you think the ones who pulled the trigger to rid our world of a demonic tool of hell are wondering if they did the right thing? After a lifetime of training and grueling preparation do you think they aren’t in a celebratory mood? Of course they are and I want to join them. When I lived near Norfolk, a SEAL and AIR BOSS lived down the street from me and I know what they were doing after this success. And they weren’t wringing their hands in remorse. I want to congratulate them for protecting our country. I want to celebrate that the US has the most skilled, trained, and capable military in the world. There’s not a single country in the world who could have pulled this off except perhaps Israel. I’m appreciative for the inspiring parents of dead soldiers who lost so much on this road to victory and I mourn their loss. I celebrate that I’m an American, born in America and proud of it. And for those who espouse and worship at the altar of liberal policies, constantly apologizing for America, and hate the idea of American exceptionalism, I encourage you to visit Muslim or communist countries and report back to us on the liberty and freedom that minorities and women have in these oppressive states. I have. Go to Egypt where women are dressed from head to toe (literally) in black cloth of oppressive religious rules. Visit Shanghai, that icon of progress and modernity, and drive just a few miles outside of the sprawling metropolis and see how the people live without running water or under meager tin roof shelters. Look beyond the tall concrete walls that block gritty views of the extreme poverty sheltering both sides of the road on your ride from the airport to the city. You admire China and their economic growth to power? It’s capitalism at work, not communism. Just ask Colonel Sanders.
So yes, today I celebrate our victory. I celebrate that a maniacal demon has been removed and can no longer plot, scheme, and devise evil plans to take out innocent men, women, and children on their way to work or play. I’m grateful that Mr. Obama appears to be much more practical in his governance than his campaign rhetoric and liberal ideological platforms suggest. The job is not finished. I know others are at this very moment plotting to kill us, but this was an important step on our road to freedom and liberty for all. It took a while, but the US government demonstrated resolve and determination to follow through with Mr. Bush’s promise. And now that I’ve thought about it……yea, I celebrate.