Just like when Osama Bin Laden was killed, I felt a surge of electricity and elatedness when he was apprehended. This one, I thought, won't get to die like a martyr for his cause though. He'll have to live the rest of his life facing what he did and the hatred of millions of people.
Osama Bin Laden, Adam Lanza, Timothy Mcveigh, the Tsarnaev brothers. A list of people who have challenged America and we have won. But have we really?
Do you honestly think that the Tsarnaev brothers expected to get out alive? I personally don't. They were two young boys in the most powerful country in the world. They had to know they would be caught. They did it though and for reasons I don't understand. What I do understand is that now millions of people know their names. The city of Boston knows their name. Perhaps they ultimately got what they wanted.
I for one, don't want to know who they are. I don't want to cheer their deaths or their captures. I want to ignore their names and focus my attentions on the fallen. I can't name one single person who died in 9/11, the Oklahoma bombings, at Hook Elementary School, at the Boston bombings. Yet I know the names of the men who did it. Something is twisted and wrong. Somehow, they ultimately got what they wanted. They got a parade, fireworks, thousands of people tweeting and facebooking their images.
I want to forget them. I want to erase their names from this blog, from the internet. I don't want to die knowing their names and not knowing the names of the victims. We are part of a powerful and strong country. This won't be the last time evil people choose to kill others and die on our land to further their own purposes. Something has to change. We have to somehow know the victims and not know the perpetrators. We are giving them what they want, we are giving them infamy, which is not as good as being famous, but they died and live knowing we all know who they are.
