For most Americans, seeing a picture of Osama Bin Laden dead is not about confirmation or getting more news.

Let’s be honest, it’s about exhilaration. Outside the muddled-bumbling account from the Obama Administration, we pretty much have the core and essential facts.  We know he’s dead. And it’s our public acceptance of the fact that creates the jubilation.

We felt that excitement in learning and believing that he died. Joy in how he died. Pride in our accomplishment and sticking it to a bad guy with a kick-ass S.E.A.L team. Patriotism.  A but like any emotional surge, it’s a feeling that will normalize and you will eventually come down from it.  Problem is, we don’t want to. We need something to stimulate us emotionally. Pictures perhaps….

Yes, what I’m saying is the Osama Bin Laden pictures are essentially revenge porn.

Revenge porn. Something we want to look at and pleasure ourselves in seeing the demise and pain of another. To “get off” imagining the pain and suffering of another human being. And like the one of the court definitions of porn that calls it material with “no socially redeeming value,” seeing Osama Bin Laden shot up doesn’t add more to our knowledge of the incident (we know he was shot in the eye and chest). Just a feeling of payback.

Are we crazy for wanting to feel such a emotion? Revenge?  To feel it again? Problem is with revenge, it acts just like anger. Let it stay around long enough, and it doesn’t care about or forgets what originally made it angry. Eventually anger and revenge solely exist to find reasons to feed itself and stay alive (cough, Palestine and Israel conflicts).

And if the media gets access to the images, salivating for the ratings potential, they’ll treat it like the old peep show booths in Times Square. “Gentlemen, step inside for a visual treat. Just don’t spill your revenge on the floor”

Tantalizing as the images might be. They won’t provide much additional knowledge or closure. It will sustain our hunger lust for revenge. And like any revenge, as tasty and delicious as it is, fades. Leaving you wanting more. And we might look to feed it somewhere else.