Osama Bin Laden is dead.
Some people are dancing in the streets. I'm sure that on the other side of the ocean, there are people plotting how to get back at the evil Americans that have killed their leader. And I feel heartsick.
I posted this on facebook:
"They" kill "us", so "we" kill "them". And it never stops. There HAS to be a better way - I just don't know what it is. And THAT is what makes me the most sad. I want and need to know there is some way to accomplish peace, and I don't, and it makes my heart hurt.Some responses were in agreement.
One said that even Christ removed certain people(s) from the Earth. (When did Christ EVER do that? I admit its been a while since I've read the Bible, but really? Christ said "turn the other cheek", which I also have a problem with... but I think I like that better than the whole "Go get 'em!" mentality.)
As a teenager, I once sat down with my dad and told him that the way he treated my brother was wrong. I'm not sure exactly how I said it... Something along the lines of violence is just wrong. His reply was something about how it was his job to protect his children, and Jeff was a bully. I remember the confusion I felt then. It was his job. He couldn't just stand by and let Zack get hurt because violence was wrong. Still, I believed there HAD to be a better way, even if I didn't know what it was.
Two weeks after Larry and I got married, we went on a vacation with my family. In the van, my youngest brother Justin wanted to sit next to me. Larry demanded I could only sit next to him. Justin (who was eight at the time) got upset and grabbed me around the neck. Larry punched him.
I freaked out. I was SO angry at Larry. My dad tried to talk to me and tell me that I should be grateful because Larry was just trying to protect me. I wasn't grateful. I was upset, but again felt the same confusion. What else could he do?
And now, the US Marines have killed a mass murderer. People are telling me its a good thing, because "some things just need a killin'." THERE HAS TO BE A BETTER WAY!
I don't know what it is. I don't know what would be better. Maybe killing Osama is the only way, but I refuse to believe that. Someone has to stop it. Someone has to do something different. If its not going to be them, then it has to be us. And if we say, "there is no other way", then we'll never find the other way. We'll never find the way out. We'll just keep perpetuating this awful cycle of killing, and war, and sadness, and pain.
If the choices are "to kill or be killed," I guess I choose to be killed. I always have, and I probably always will. Which is one of the reasons I'm grateful there are soldiers out there willing to fight, because I wouldn't do it. Couldn't do it.
So, now, I guess, I'll go about my life. I won't stop searching for something better. I won't pretend that I'm happy or even okay with killing, even if it is necessary. And maybe one day, we as a global people will stop trying to control the rest of the world. Maybe we'll all find a better way.