He won’t be missed. I only hope the country doesn’t blow up even further now.
But let’s not forget who helped to create him.

UPDATE: Of all the posts I’ve read today about Saddam’s death, I think Ezra Klein said it best:

In the end, Saddam’s execution only underscores our plight. By the time his neck snapped and his feet swung, Saddam was but a diminished eccentric. His death, once supposed to be the final, glorious denouement of the war, is just a discomfiting reminder that we know only how to destroy, not rebuild. Saddam is dead. Zarqawi is dead. There is no one left to kill or capture who will end this nightmare. In the end, they were just more bodies, tossed atop the pyre in Iraq, where so many others have burned, and where the flames show no sign of extinguishing.

UPDATE: Thanks for the memories!