Confetti cannons blast colorful debris into the sky. In a sold-out arena, fans are dancing and singing at the top of their lungs. Pitbull, dressed in his iconic snow-white blazer and sunglasses, begins his last song of the night as I ask myself, Would today have been a good day to die? The night isn’t over, but as I look at my date dancing beside me, I know my answer. Today would have been a good day to die. My date was ecstatic because she got to see one of her favorite performers from the 10th row.