I’m going to make this post intentionally short and sweet, because I’m about to piss off a lot of people with my personal view on something. But you know what? At least I have it, and I’m willing to state it.
I feel ashamed.
Tonight my twitter, my Facebook, my circle of social contact is spammed with the messages of cheer that a single individual has been martyred. Sure, okay, he did bad things, really terrible things. I’m not denying that in the least, there are some insanely powerful people out there doing stupid things with their power and causing countries and people worlds and worlds of hurt. But let me lay something out there for you:
A life, no matter whose life, is something worth respecting.
I almost laughed when I saw people who are devout in their religious beliefs cheering at the death of another human being. Did your book and faith not tell you that’s wrong? From my works in theology, even a simple person like myself knows it’s wrong to wish death upon someone… and yet here they are, doing it blindly, as though to scream out “Amurica, fuck yea”… But this isn’t even a religious argument. It’s simply a moral one…
Hell, if anything, you should be more afraid. A simple history lesson will tell you that every time an evil is defeated, a bigger, more bad evil is just around the corner.
Maybe I’ll make some people upset with this, maybe I’ll make some people mad. But if I make just one person think before they jump on the bandwagon, then my work here is done. Who knows, maybe now we’ll actually fix what’s been broken within our own borders during this “war”… I can only hope.
(Sub-note: I want to make it extremely clear before even one person suggests otherwise of my statements. I completely support our troops, I believe each person over there made their choice, and I support that decision with 100% of the person that I am. I just don’t believe the ends justified the means. How many sons were lost so that people could sit at home for a brief moment and believe that one less boogy man exists in the world? How many? Imagine if it were your husband/wife/son/daughter/father/mother/neighbor/friend.)


