Osama bin Laden is dead, guys... Killed by our most badass warriors. Checkmate.
I'm trying to think of one good piece of news on a national level that I've heard in a decade. One that pleases everyone of every political inclination in every area of the country. I can't do it. This event transcends politics. Those attempting to politicize the issue are only doing themselves a disservice come election time. It's just plain stupid for a politician to take the one thing in ten years that actually made Americans happy and try to marginalize it.
Sure I want to see photos, but merely for my own amusement. Do I want shitty tee-shirt companies capitalizing on the release of such photos? Nope. Either way I'm fine with the decision. Release them, don't release them... I'm alright with it. I got to see Saddam hang despite the fact that no cameras were allowed, so history suggests that no matter what, these photos will fall into the hands of someone who will release them eventually.
To paraphrase MCA, human shield, no human shield, gun, no gun; who fucking cares? The guy is dead. And now, whenever I'm feeling lowdown and mean, I can always think of that cocksucker's final pants-shitting moments of life, when SEALS kicked in his door, watched him take his last breath on this God-forsaken planet, and put a bullet through his miserable face. That, my friends, for the rest of my days, will bring me joy.