“So whatever you wish that others would do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets.”
When an evil man perishes (having been raised Catholic (not practicing), I anticipate a biblical reaction as the damned descends Dante’s Inferno into a Sisyphean existence. In contrasting celebration perhaps a fleck of sunlight brightens volcanic ash before a hidden crevice buried beneath the dust reveals its debut opening in demonic fanfare while a transparent spirit zips down the hole with mounds of soot tumbling along while flames engulf the closing void. Or. Whatever the empirical presents is probably truer, but bereavement remains a subjective experience to the objective assurance of expiration. “Evil” of course is subjective in description; however, in terms of ethical repercussions it’s long been defined but the haves-and-the-have-nots. The have-nots of course accusing the haves of taking what should belong to all, and evil men shall deprave the all in the names of false prophets. False prophets display whatever supernatural behavior we allow, be it suppression through economic gain, or imprisonment through stereotypes.
I will not smile while condoning, or condemning. I respect death enough to empathize with the grieving. But as for sympathy I abandon it with a sigh of relief, as willing to understand suffering as much as evil men do.