"I have never wished anyone dead but I have read some obituaries with great pleasure." - Mark Twain
The death of a man is a strange thing to celebrate.
I was at first a bit shocked at the raucous, frat party-like celebrations that followed the announcement of the death of Osama bin Laden. The death of the face of terrorism, the silencing of this megalithic figure responsible for so much pain and loss, the reorienting of an entire nation in fear, both on the ground in everyday life and at the level of national and foreign policy, thus obviously warrants a great degree of serious consideration and solemnity.
But, not wanting to miss a historical moment, I joined some friends on the 1:30 a.m. 1-train to Ground Zero last night, where masses gathered to celebrate the death of Osama bin Laden.
