"Cold as any stone." -- Henry V (death of Falstaff)
Fabienne: Whose motorcycle is this?
Butch: It's a chopper, baby.
Fabienne: Whose chopper is this?
Butch: It's Zed's.
Fabienne: Who's Zed?
Butch: Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead. -- Pulp Fiction
Just a few quotes to mark this event, perhaps slightly more appropriate than congregating in the street chanting "USA! USA! USA!" like killing a mass murderer is the equivalent of a winning a hockey game or something. But to each their own.
I've already referenced "US Special Forces: Death is our business, and business is good" -- a bit of Southern fried bumper sticker wisdom -- previously here.