Saddam is dead. I know I’m supposed to be glad that he’s gone but I feel nothing.
On the other hand, my friend’s mom and brothers died in a fire the other night. Or at least, that’s what they think. No one’s sure because there were no bodies when the fire died.
This time, I don’t know what to feel. I’m a little shocked and sad because the entire situation is tragic. Also morbid and gruesome. But at the same time, I don’t want to think about it too much because I know I won’t be able to sleep. Even now, I shudder when I remember, and the funny thing is, I don’t even know them personally.
I don’t know why random deaths from people I barely know matter more to me than Saddam’s, only that it does. I also hope that these things won’t ever happen to people I know. So if you’re reading this blog, please do me a favor and remember to pull the plug from all electrical appliances tonight. Just in case. 🙂