On the one hand, there are morally crapulant and/or unbearably light instinctive comments from Glenn Greenwald or Gary Younge who would appear to believe that empathy is negotiable and that their professed concern for non-American victims of bombs stops with those killed by American actions (or ones which they can make a vacuous case of causation for) when the dead and injured still were on the pavements; or the analogue of ugly nationalist bigotry from Le Merde; or the industrial-strength spite from the Island of Doctor Moreau Baptist Church announcing immediately that it will picket the funerals.
Then there is the, to be honest, unobtrusive act of turning your back on a passing coffin even if others shouted as it did so. Not only do I think there is an element of “if you say so” to the claim that Thatcher was the Greatest Post-War Prime Minister – or, even, that she succeeded in what her admirers say she did – and a sense of moral smugness to seeking out expressions of delight in order to act askance, but the £10 millions price-tag is coming from State funds, so there arguably is is a case for tolerating negative public reactions.