We can't easily fix the fact that there are a few million Islamic Fundamentalists who believe slaughtering innocent men, women, children, and probably beloved house pets brings them closer to their god. They're in the business of subjugation and genocide, which is hard to root for in the world of the sane, though in the Middle East and parts of Paris and London, it plays fairly well. The Islamic Caliphate is never actually coming back. These blood-thirsty primitives are never going to actually get what they want. The United States could turn the entire historical Caliphate into a radioactive moonscape of ashen skulls within half an hour. Technology has changed since the Middle Ages. This leaves only the sociopathic human cleansing in the name of Allah. That could go on for centuries.
I believe it's worth the shock value of seeing an ISIS jihadist with a decidedly British accent slice off the head of an innocent photo journalist. Barbarism isn't something that fully translates to the completely oral tradition. The act of viewing forces your mind to wrestle with the horror. The unpleasant sensation informs your view of the world. You will almost certainly never experience what photojournalist James Foley and his loved ones did today, but you can watch the unfolding madness and make it some little permanent part of you.
If you choose, you can see the video HERE. I'm not putting it on this site because I don't want the corporate overlords running kitty litter commercials against it. Yes, it's gruesome. No, I don't think it's disrespectful to his family to become more informed by way of his death. That may be one of Mr. Foley's precious leave behinds.
(And, yes, this is sitting above a bikini picture. Maybe that's appropriate considering how badly these twisted mofos hate women baring skin, or just women in general.)