For some reason, I don't consider death or act of killing as something horrible. I witnessed a few deaths in my life, including my closest family (my father), and while everyone else weeped and couldn't get over themselves, I felt... Nothing. Seriously, I had to fake sorrow to not look like a heartless bastard. And he was the best guy in the world, and I loved him so much. And yet... Nothing. Then, there's my complete support of death penalty, killing in self defense, vigilante justice, wars and other things like that.
And then, there's than one guy... I really want him to die.
After many, many thoughts about it, I came to one conclusion - I could kill in cold blood, but I won't do that anyway. Not because of morals, but because of fear of being caught. I don't want to have my life ruined because cops will find me, or even because of thoughts about that. But if I would be a soldier, a Cop with 'shoot to kill' order, or placed in a situation where it would be justified - fine. Heck, that would be even fine if I would have a knowledge, that no one will ever find out the truth. But that's impossible, so I guess my answer would be 'yes, and no'
I sometimes fell bad about that mindset, but I'm not going to lie to myself. That's just the way I feel.