I don’t have a habit of celebrating anybody’s death, not because I think that it’s tasteless, but because I simply don’t have the same level of hatred and energy in me for that anymore. So I feel the same way about militant anticommunists as I do about angry snakes: they’re simply more obstacles to overcome and that’s all.

That being said, I have to admit that the community’s happiness has rubbed off on me, and that has made my night better.