One hundred twelve.
The standard explosive payload for a conventional Tomahawk missile is one thousand pounds.
That's one hundred twelve thousand pounds - or sixty inhuman tons - of death from the sky.
Humor yourself, if you will, and imagine throwing one 1/2 pound incendiary at the side of a local police station which houses but a single bad cop. The outcome of that act is certain. If caught, you will spend anywhere from a year of your life to the rest of its natural duration in the custody of the state, depending upon the charge(s). Given the current political climate, I'd wager on a terrorism charge. Killing or harming no one, causing no damage, you can and will be charged with a major felony, during the trial of which you will bankrupt yourself to put together a legal defense, have your reputation sullied, your family disavow you and any number of your friends and coworkers prove how little their loyalties are worth. At the conclusion of the affair, you will lose your freedom, and much more, and the machine will grind on without you.
Now, lose all sense of humor, human sympathy and satisfaction and imagine the speaker's fees Barack Obama, Nicholas Sarkozy and David Cameron will command after they finish their terms of office...
Heads up: John Caruso took on the same subject five hours before I wrote this. Wish I'd read his first.