Here is something one never hears:
Every time an adolescent or young adult is murdered in Britain these days (as one was yesterday), my internet server or my newspaper tells me that tributes have been paid to him or her, as though being the victim of a murder were some kind of achievement. The young person murdered is almost always ‘brilliant,’ ‘bubbly’ or ‘beautiful,’ or, if male, a talented footballer. No really bad person, or even one of doubtful character, it seems, is ever murdered: which certainly does not accord with my experience of murder victims, that I think I may fairly claim to be above average.
This will sound harsh at first to some ears, but keep reading.