The only thing that could’ve topped this? Teddy bears laying on the ground.
In a society without true religion, the human yearning to grieve, to do something, comes out looking like this.
Not pretty, is it? Godless narcissism and pointless moral exhibitionism never is.
If I ever get murdered, and a bunch of people do stuff like this to “memorialize” me — you have my permission to kill ’em.