Indeed, the sheer efficiency with which these woolly liberals act, led a Sky News reporter to comment on the attack in Sweden, as to how the grieving was taking place side by side with the investigation.
Now that's quick.
We noted the proliferation of this strange phenomena some time ago.
It is one whereby people who, totally unconnected in way whatsoever, attend the scene of seemingly any fatality, to publicly 'grieve' for someone they don't even know.
They typically lay flowers and sign a 'book of condolence' that someone just happened to have handy; as you do.
Apparently from nowhere, armed with candles and all the other rammel associated with what has become some sort of bizarre, rather macabre pastime and now forms the basis for a sort of 'tribute' industry which seems to be thriving.
There also appears to be a kind of arms race, whereby people leave bigger and bigger, ever more valuable or unique items at the scene, as if to say somehow that they cared more.
And of course, it always looks better for the camera which just happens to be filming, as you place it in position.
Who exactly are all these people and where do they get all the necessary paraphernalia required at such short notice, including Bank Holidays and other times when the shops are shut?
They still seem to manage it.
Do they have an emergency stock of ready-made 'tributes' at home, stashed in the shed or something?
Complete with candles, flowers and cuddly toys, they form a kind of almost standard issue, DIY 'shrine' kit for beginners.
Pen and paper so you can write some meaningless drivel about how the deceased will be missed and to 'RIP', tea-lights and all the other essentials demanded by the professional mourner these days; you name it, it's got the lot.
In order to respond so quickly, surely they must have to sit and scan through the T.V. news and the internet news feeds all day, trawling for even the remotest chance of any unfolding tragedy.
Preferably one with the possibility of a decent death toll, or at least one in any case.
They can then all jump in the car and be first on the scene, where the apparent highlight of all this effort, is simply to appear in a suitably sombre manner for the T.V. cameras and can look down poignantly, as though apparently deep in thought.
These somewhat morbid ghouls stand there melancholy, looking at all the other rubbish piled up at the scene in a hastily erected, makeshift 'shrine', as though it were some sort of tourist attraction.
They even take their children with them, just to stand there and look sad; it's almost as if they were on a family day out.
I bet the kids love that, a great day out for all the family I’m sure.
Quite exactly why anyone would wish to encourage anybody, least of all children, to immerse themselves so deeply in the futile grief for someone they didn't even know, is frankly beyond me.
Indeed, as is why they feel the need to muscle in to such an extent on what is after all, the private loss and grief of those directly affected.
In reality, when all said and done, all the 'tributes' basically constitutes a large pile of random rubbish, effectively fly tipped in the street, simply causing an obstruction of the highway and by its' very composition, poses a serious fire risk.
Ask the Fire Brigade it's a good idea to surround candles with paper, plastic and cuddly toys; they'd say it's an accident waiting to happen.
In fact, it's really just a matter of time until, somewhat ironically, there is a tragedy caused by a fire at one of these so called 'shrines' in which someone does indeed, die.
Hence creating an idiosyncratic need for a 'shrine', at the same location of the original 'shrine'.
No doubt an irony lost on those humble private individuals, who stoically deal with the issue of grief, so publicly.
The candlestick manufacturing industry must be booming.