Megan McCardle said it better than I ever could. It’s as if she took the words out of my brain. Just read this in its entirety.
They say that revenge is a dish that’s best served cold. We’ve been waiting a long time for this particular dish to cool, and now that I’ve eaten it, I’m surprised to find that it’s pretty tasteless and unsatisfying.
Don’t get me wrong: I do not think killing Bin Laden was morally or even tactically wrong. I just think it’s profoundly unsatisfying. We won’t recover any of the things that he took from us, or even the things we took from ourselves, like the ability to travel around the country without being treated like a potential terrorist. Destroying Osama did not unmake him, which is what I really wanted. He may be dead, but we’re still living with him.
My ebullience Sunday evening was tempered for all the reasons Megan mentioned.
I was a senior in HS on 9/11 in New York. My memories of the death and loss are still vivid. My passion and desire for retribution against those who committed the tragedy are still fierce.
Yet, the news of Bin Laden’s demise did not do much to assuage those feelings.