Death to the Death-Dealer!

Mourning (rather than celebration) remains my more natural instinct. Mourning that we live in a world in which a man's life, actions, and reputation can become so defined by his evil impulses. Mourning that human society, culture, and religion is capable of taking a beautiful little boy and shaping him over time into a mass murderer whose assassination sparks joy in the hearts of so many good people around the world. Mourning that there IS no justice on Earth for the kind of violence and hatred and ruin that this man effected. And mourning that the destruction of something/someone evil offers me little hope, as I would always choose redemption over this "justice." Such things as redemption rarely make the news, though. Destruction is so much more accessible.