I just heard the news about what happened in Osaka. There are some things that I feel very passionate about; a man who is capable of such a feat is not a man, but a rabid beast. As a rabid beast, he needs to _put down_ like a rabid beast.
There's a thin line between love and hate, between choice and fate; both these lines can get you killed. Yes, you may have a destiny, but if you can die, you are not unexpendable. History is not a straight line; there are wrong turns aplenty, and sometimes complete u-turns. You can die before your destiny reaches an apex, and all that will happen is that history will wait until someone comes along to make that choice that decide the future.