Osama is dead!
So they say. The news was dropped like a bomb. But probably this time nobody really seemed to mind. On the opposite. The night before the disclosure Obama was unsuspectedly kidding around and making chaff of the ‘birthers’ (those questioning Obama’s birthcertificate legitimacy) at the ‘White House Correspondents’ Association dinner’, which has the one and only ambition of ensuring that likewise in the year to occur the media will support lipp service to the president, by getting them a gaudy dinner and jokes. In the midst of a few other things, no doubt.
But, as relative as the universe is, the next morning Woehaa-news announces on the internet the fatality of public enemy No.1 Osama Bin Laden. The alleged infamous masterbrain that’s behind the attacks of 9/11 is no more. Enter Barry again on a screen, who assured everyone it’s all over. Special Forces unveiled the hide-out of the big man with a beard and after a short gunfight, they shot him and seized the compound of the departed Bin. Impulsive outbursts of bliss and feast across the country were to be seen and the US of An once again was the radiant triumphant in yet another long bloody war.
But short after that, confusing information spread itself around, like an uncontrollable virus, which The White House either needed to deny or verify. ‘Osama was armed and protected himself.’ Later they said the opposite and he was willing to resign from the start but was shot anyway, there was a long gunfight, then there only was a short one etc.. On top of that, The White House refuses to supply a photo of their dead catch to the world. Too horrendous they say. And the announcement that he was buried at sea asap to avoid a grave where future marter-would-be’s could go on a pilgrimage and mold new avenging plans towards the US, arises the question if the joker from the night before was telling the truth and fueled the conspiracy theory-machine.
On photographs we can observe how Obama (with rolled up sleeves of course) as well with secretary of defense Gates and a bundle of other military men following the operation live on big plasma-screens in The Situation Room, with the assistance of satellites. Now as we all know, the free world is lovingful and tolerant, civilized and fair. And i don’t want to go into detail on whether Osama is unquestionably dead or since when exactly, or if he even is the masterbrain behind the terror attacks or whether or not he is/was on the payroll for the CIA for that matter. Those are all five-star questions, of which i suspect you are intelligent enough to have answered those yourself by now. No, my concerns this time are referring to the nature of the operation.
Every human being that is right in his/her mind asks the question: ‘Was there really no other way than that??’. In absolute secrecy (which is of course reasonable in a military operation like that) a battery of licensed killers storms into Bin’s hideout and kills him. Hooray for our side, the attacker is dead! Great! But is this ethical, i ask you??
We claim to be better than them but when push comes to shove we finish them off like cattle if we get the opportunity. I was thought to live in a democracy where anyone who commits a crime, no matter how horrific, has the right to be heard and to defend himself in court, before a judge makes any decision to put him away behind bars or not. That’s how we separate ourselves from the terrorist-mind. But in this example it seems we lower ourselves to their stage and do the ditto. Bin didn’t got any form of trial. Scores would plead that he had it coming and deserves no more. His victims also didn’t got a trial. Ladieda. And when watching at the cheering crowds in the streets i ask myself: ‘Dancing on behalf of a man’s departure, even if he killed others?? How civilized are they in effect?’
If this is the criterion, so be it. But then to me it’s resolved we are no better than those terrorists. And i wonder how a man can crack some jokes at a frilly dinner when at the same time he gave an authorization to shoot another man. Even if it was a mass murderer. Or so they say.
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