I refuse to gloat over any death. Even bin Laden had loved ones, so gloating is, for me, nothing more than narcissism by throwing their sadness against them in their time of loss.
Was he a butcher? Yes. Did he deserve to die? Yes. Am I personally glad he is dead? I'm... satisfied. Not happy, not jubilant, not sad or depressed. I'm just glad that chapter is over. I'll not be crying in my beer nor dancing in the streets. I thank my brothers and sisters in arms from every nation for their combined and continued sacrifice, and I congratulate each of them on a mission accomplished status.
I do mimic the sentiments of others regarding any court fiasco, though. Had we tried him, the resulting demands for his release and circus would have been ridiculous.
In the end, I trust the professionals of SEAL Team Six. They were there and I was not, and I believe they handled the situation in the most proficient, professional manner possible given the circumstances. I trust them and their training far more than I do any speculative doubt as to the happenings that I may personally hold.