Is it normal to be glad or relieved hearing someone you hated died?
I just read last night one of the biggest assholes I ever knew when I was in the Coast Guard died from cancer two years ago. He was not a nice person at all. He was one of my company commanders in boot camp.
I know it's their jobs to be assholes, but this guy went way over the line. He was sadistic and cruel. He had me doing physical training when I had pneumonia and made me work out until I dropped even after I rotated three of my vertebrae in my back.
He even said himself he didn't like me, and he tried to have me squeezed out. The guy didn't see potential in me and push me harder. No, sir! I knew he wanted me gone. He used to browbeat the shit out of me more than you know. He even singled me out.
He actually laughed his ass off when I got injured, too. He was a horrible human being. I won't say his name, but the guy was only 48 when he passed. I heard he died from terminal cancer. I'm not surprised seeing how he smoked like a chimney.
Another guy I was stationed with who was an even bigger asshole was killed in a car crash. He was only 36. This guy was a wife beater, and he abused his children. He also liked to browbeat and abuse his employees.
This sack-of-shit got exactly what was coming. He lost control of his car when it was raining, and he rolled over numerous time. He was probably drinking and driving. Knowing THIS guy, I wouldn't put it past him. Is it normal to feel glad or relieved when despicable people like these die?