And that's good. Very, very good. I can't be sorry. But I can't be jubilant, either. I'm disheartened by the crowds we're seeing on TV.

Not two weeks ago it was Passover. We read from the Haggadah the story of the departure from Egypt. This is from the Midrash, in the passage about the Red Sea: "The expected victims are saved at the eleventh hour, while their oppressors drown before their eyes. It is a moment of grace so extraordinary that the angels begin to sing hymns of praise, but God rebukes them. 'What has come over you? My creatures are perishing beneath the waves of the sea and you are singing?'"

I'm not saying every life is equally sacred, non-violence is the only righteous stance, etc. Life's way more complex than that. But death is not something to celebrate, no matter how just, no matter how necessary. Killing Bin Laden is a good thing, the right thing. But the very fact that it is, is a dark fact, not the occasion for a street party.