Day 156 To be Continued

So approximately half an hour after I wrote my last entry and settled into my bed and knocked out for an extended nap, President Barack Obama announced the death of Osama bin Laden, the U.S.'s most wanted man for the better part of the last 10 years.

I clearly need to time my naps better. 


And so the world jumps into various stages of celebrating in the news, debunking it as a conspiratorial propaganda, or already analyzing how it'll affect the 2012 elections. Do I believe it? Probably; I have a hard time thinking that the U.S. would declare something so brazen as the death of the most infamous terrorist of the 21st century so far unless it was true or if the big wigs in D.C. really believe that our country is in a politically and strategically sound state to defend against a retaliation for such a triumphant "untrue" announcement. 


I don't believe in conspiracies; not because I have undying faith in our government but because conspiracies, by definition and nature, are unproven stories endorsed by references that have otherwise been dubbed "unreliable" or "fanatic" or just flat out "bat-shit crazy" by their respective institutions. When you get down to it: it's kinda pointless to theorize on an idea of a rumor substantiated by claims and supposed hearsay. Do I deny that some of these conspiracies are true? No. But I'm not going to have an argument against it, nor am I going to gather 'round and dive further into the idea until it becomes a truth to me. I don't believe my government tells the exact truth every time, but I personally feel I have more immediately pressing things to worry about in the meantime: like sick babies or driving straight in traffic.


Anyway: I guess what I'm trying to say is, I'm going to believe that Osama bin Laden is dead. I'm going to thank the soldiers who made it happen in my heart and mind. Because I remember watching the towers fall on September 11, 2001 and knowing then that it wouldn't end with an invasion of a country or the fall of a tyrant. And because the girl I was then hoped for a closure for the families and friends of those inside the burning buildings and falling planes while thanking every deity I could think of that my own wasn't among them. And because the young woman I am today knows that the "War on Terror" isn't over, but believes in my heart that a battle has been won by men brave enough to fight it.