Showing sympathy for a dead person was my thing. When I was young, I used to shed copious amounts of tears at funerals. Somehow it made me look like some one who really cared and of course it made me popular with the gentry. Now that I am much older I see the fallacy and the duplicity of my behavior… so much so that, I find it extremely difficult to feel any sort of sympathy for the dead. I feel detached and aloof.