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FORMER Libyan leader Muammar Gaddafi is dead, but what a way to die. Hunted down, killed and the body, stripped and paraded around like a roadkill, followed by a nationwide celebration. Jubilant victors then get snapshots of the corpse for a photo in a frame. Personal belongings found on him taken as memorabilia. I think I even read a man saying that he'd die happy now with Gaffadi's death. And these are possibly the future leaders of the country. 




I don't see a difference between them and the dead man. 


At least for all their crime against humanity, lucky bastards Saddam Hussein and Osama Laden died a pretty decent death. One tried, found guilty and hanged, and the other hunted down, killed and buried in the sea. 


I would've loved to see Gaddafi in the International Criminal Court. 



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  1. Gorilla Bananas21 October, 2011

    It's difficult to understand how the Libyans are feeling if you've never lived under a merciless dictator. The Romanians dealt with Nicolae Ceausescu in the same way, and yet shortly afterwards abolished the death penalty.

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  2. Outcast21 October, 2011

    You're right about his death being a great occasion but I honestly have mixed opinions about the whole thing, it was pretty barbaric. Like you say it would have been best to see him tried for his crimes in a proper court of law.

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  3. Anonymous22 October, 2011

    He deserved it!

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  4. Anonymous22 October, 2011

    He died already? :S

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  5. Adam22 October, 2011

    Hopefully the new leaders of Libya will be at least somewhat decent. I fear that more corrupt leaders will make their ways into the country

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  6. JJ22 October, 2011

    GB: i hope that they learn from Romanians , GB

    Matthew: Barbaric is the word.

    2 pesos: He was a cold - blooded dictator.

    Interwebs : (: he did

    Natural + Adam : Let hope so. It happens when someone is in power for way too long.

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  7. my day in a sentence22 October, 2011

    So true. I'm really not ok with that hunt- them- down- and- kill- 'em policy. We're not animals! Bring the man to the court.

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  8. Janie Junebug23 October, 2011

    Thank you for following my blog. Your post is very well written and I, too, would have preferred that the man be tried in court. I shall follow you also.

    Love,
    Lola

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  9. Gizmo23 October, 2011

    I don't think he deserved to die that way

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