NOOOOO! No, I say! He cannot die yet! I had a plan, goddammit! I was going to wait until the bastards planned to picket near my area, then I was going to go to my friendly neighborhood sex shop and order a glorious, custom-made, neon-colored, glittering, floppy, baseball-bat-sized, anatomically-correct horse dildo, and then I was going to go to their protest, and then, Equus the Just raised to the sky, I would charge their picket line, bowl over the brainwashed children forward guard, run right up to that smug old fuck, and slap him right in the face with a neon horse cock argh why God why are you so cruel.
Ahem.
Yeah, he's a bad person. Can't say I'm happy over the death of another human being, but fucked if I'm going to be torn up either.