As a New Yorker who lived through September 11, who watched the towers burn, the plumes of smoke billowing across the Long Island Sound, who cried and trembled until she could get in touch with her parents, both of whom were working in the city that day, who still has visceral nightmares about the attacks, who works every day on Forty-Second and Broadway, I’m saddened and sickened by the celebration of today’s news. One death does not avenge. One death does not solve issues that run deeper bone marrow in the world’s skeleton.