I'm glad. I hope he realizes he will never get to get high again. He will never have the luxury of a nice bong rip. And he won't be able to ever eat Mexican food or go swimming, or have fresh orange juice or get a hug from his mother, or get to go shooting guns, or sleep in a cozy bed, or use soft toilet paper, or be able to get a snack in the middle of the night, or laze around switching channels on the remote, etc., etc. That makes me happy.
He will be able to have tons of sex in prison, though. And I think, unlike many prisoners, he'll actually enjoy that.
That doesn't make me happy.
But I will think of the positive.
My first thought was it was from a fist to his face as the officers rushed to subdue him. It did my heart glad to see it. (Sorry for being blood thirsty).