Hearing about Osama in TZ
At breakfast today I learned that Osama bin Laden had been killed (it was exactly 7:45am local time when I learned). I didn’t hear any more details until talking to Dan (the SIC Babati District Manager that I’m working with) that he was shot in the head by US Special Forces and that news coverage showed celebrations in front of the White House.
As Dan and I walked to town to run errands, a man speaking English to us asked: “You have killed Osama, how does it feel?” I just replied that I was here in Tanzania, so it certainly wasn’t me pulling the trigger.
Later, a shop owner asked today [in Swahili] if Osama was really dead (it was being talked about on the radio). I said I didn’t know. With a smile, he said, “yes, yes, he is dead.”
Since the news here seems to still be a bit unsure, I’m not quite certain how I feel about it. I mean, he was a bad guy, that much I know. But now that he’s gone, I’m just concerned with what that means for the people who are angry about his death — and in particular, what that might mean for the great number of us Americans abroad.
Not that any of you should worry about me — I’m in the middle of nowhere. Seriously.