I do feel sorry for his family.
I can't imagine my son growing up to commit an act like this.
But I can try to imagine how we might feel as his family, how I might feel as his mother, if he did. It's too awful to contemplate.
I know what it feels like to grieve for a child. I can't imagine how it feels to grieve for a child who has died while committing an act of terrorism, a child who has killed so many people before he was also killed to stop him causing more harm.
And his family are no doubt under siege by the media, wanting an interview, wanting an explanation, wanting a reason, wanting a reaction. They can't get to him. They can get to his family. They are not being allowed to stay silent.
When my children died I would have been in no state to put together an interview for the press. I can't imagine this family are thinking straight either. They are shocked and grieving, confused and angry and lost. They're not going to be thinking rationally right now.
I hope that his family were not involved in his radicalisation. At the moment we don't know, so at this point in time I can empathise with them and feel some pity for the situation they have found themselves to be in.