I have very rarely celebrated the death of another; the very few whose demise was met with real satisfaction and a smile, usually shared with a good or close pal, understanding of the principle if not the precise circumstances of the cases, were those of men [so far, all of those such who have crossed my path have been male, though some female contenders have come close] responsible for the deaths or miserable circumstances of multiple others, and they were those who I cheerfully would have shot on sight like rabid dogs had fate placed them within certain range of me.
One was a United States General Officer; others had better reason to see him dead than I did, and I'm informed a couple of them had a go at him. When he went to Hell I had a steak dinner and told the stories to a guy who for a few months had worked with him and seen him once or twice daily during that period. After sharing our dinner and drinks, he cheerfully informed me that had he known at the time what I'd told him, he'd have shot him down in the office where they worked.
Two were political leaders of opposing factions, one of whom was politically sucessful and despotic. His opponent, in the thrashing and clumsy stumbling of his failure, instigated mukltiple atrocities that lead to wholesale extermination. I had the happy fortune to be tangentally involved in removing him from the world picture but that attempt failed, due to no failure on the part of any of those involved, just bad luck and poor timing. The man who brought misery to hundreds of others was at least kissed by his own misfortune when one of the attempts on him resulted in the death of his son instead, so he got that little taste of what he bestowed on others before he too became worm fodder. His more successful opponent is now seeing his own house of cards collapse, and I'm hopeful for a slow last exit for him as well; both deserved it.
At least one U.S. President, Lyndon Johnson, deserved pretty much the same for what was done to a generation of America's youth over the decade of 1963-1973, as well as his indifference to that which happened to others. But there are others more directly involved who I'd have to stand far in line behind, their reasons and motives being far more personal and serious than mine.
And there are a couple of other folks of whom if I knew for an absolute certainty that they they deserved such thought on my part, would get it. But again, I'm not at all the only one who feels that way about several such deserving souls.
Kasi? Just a wasted personality, a body with a mind therein so poisoned and misguided that he deserved no particular obliquey or approbriation. He deserved to be eliminated with far less fanfare than he got, and it should have been done that way.
Lyndon Johnson died on a Monday or a Tuesday. I took my wife out to dinner that night and have never told what I was celebrating. No reason to, she never went to Nam and had zero interest in killed JFK.