And so Saddam Hussein has been executed. All his victims have been returned to life and all Saddam’s wrongs have been righted.
Sorry, I got carried away. Let me start again.
And so Saddam Hussein has been executed. All his victim’s families are rejoicing at his death. All of America is rejoicing because the cause of 9/11 has been removed from this Earth.
Sorry, Again I got carried away. Saddam was not an instigator of 9/11.
And so Saddam Hussein has been executed. All of his supporters are calling him a martyr and are preparing to suicide Iraq into the stone age.
I must stop this. Iraq is already back in the stone age. GW Bush, Dick Cheney and Haliburton ensured that would happen.
So just what purpose did the execution of Saddam Hussein perform?
Well, maybe it gives closure to GW Bush et al. Perhaps it satisfies some primitive revenge reflex which seems to exist within the American and other primitive psyches. Surely revenge would have been better served cold by an ongoing humiliation. Saddam no longer feels the justified hatred of the rest of the world.
Surely holding him in solitary detention and parading him before the masses on public holidays would be better. Placing him into the stocks after the parade would give everyone with a rotten tomato, or a well matured disposable nappy (diaper) a chance to share in the revenge.
How do I feel? I feel empty. Another human being has been done to death by his fellow humans. We, Christian and Muslim, who believe in the same God, who have heard that God pronounce that vengeance is His, have again pre-empted Him and assumed that the penalty we see as appropriate is the same penalty that our God would want.
Once again I am led back to John Donne’s words which apply to ALL people, not just our loved ones, our friends or those we admire. These words apply to EVERYONE!
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece
of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by
the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s
death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and
therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for