I will not celebrate the man's death.

Instead, I am mourning the lives of all the people he ruined, destroyed, and ended, and I will celebrate the end of his ability to remain unrepentant in his deeds.

I am sad he died, but I am glad the undeserved time he stole finally ran out.

Please, friends, don't use his grave as a dance floor. If you do, then wear gloves and clean your shoes, because your fellows are using his grave as a urinal.