As you all know, Saddam Hussein was hanged. He was a very, very bad man who did very, very bad things. I was pretty glad when they caught him in that fox hole he was hiding in. I was glad he was going through a court hearing. I was glad he was convicted. But I'm not really glad he's dead. I can't find happiness in people being killed. I'm not saying it wasn't justified. I'm not saying that he SHOULDN'T have been killed. I'm just not happy about it, that's all.
I don't understand people who stand outside of jails cheering when death-row inmates die (unless you are a loved-one of the victims. I think I can understand that). It's sad, really. It's another life gone. Another life that could have had purpose, meaning, being a meaningful part of society. It's just the culmination of the drain on society. It's not that I don't believe in the death penalty. There are instances where I believe that someone has done something SO WRONG that they deserve to die. But, does that mean I will be 'thrilled' or 'happy' when it happens? No. It just means that the person had done to them what they had coming. Really, the sadness starts when the person starts doing all those horrible things that culiminate in the death penalty sentence. It's just closing the book on a life that was bad, mean, illegal, hurtful, and wrong. It's too bad that lives come to that--being a drain on society and having done crimes against humanity. But I'll never be one to be 'happy' the person has served their (well deserved) sentence.