The news of the death of the self-proclaimed perpetrator of terror Osama bin Laden brought me no great joy, but opened my heart and mind to another round of internal exploration. While I do not consider myself a vengeful person, I admit to immense cheer at the removal of bin Laden's presence.
I am also not so naïve as to believe that his death means the end of anything — only closure to a manhunt. What has happened? A page has been turned, one evil man has been removed, and hundreds or thousands are waiting to take his place.
Our ideology is also our stranglehold. In the West, we believe ourselves to be a peace-loving population, but we are engaged in so many disparate wars in an attempt to protect that peace, that names and titles have ceased to have meaning. Who is right and who is wrong? History, religion, cultural differences often pits us one against another.
Bin Laden's interpretation of the Koran — an interpretation highly refuted by those in both the East and West — declared Americans as infidels, worthy of death. My mind found it impossible to believe I should die simply because I didn't share his worldview. His teachings spawned a generation of bomb victims — both those who would sacrifice themselves as an assured ticket to heaven, and those who were maimed or murdered as collateral damage.
I weep for their loss. I weep for any indoctrination that removes self-responsibility from decision-making and choice. I suppose that means I rage against authority, but it isn't quite that simple.
In the United States, we pride ourselves on what we have achieved since our birth as a nation. We "export" freedom in all of its glory and proudly stand behind democracy as a way of life — a way of life that has given us opportunities that are the envy of most other nations.