I was just saying yesterday that the world seems to feel grubbier by the day, and true horror is often found in the banal and mundane - and here we are with proof aplenty.
And I say that as someone who uses dark and inappropriate humour as a coping / defence mechanism for myself - wouldn't dream of capitalising on other people's trauma for cheap laughs though, or shock value, or social commentary or whatever bizarre justification people will try to apply to this.
I also say this as someone who has worked in live performance of edgier types, usually backstage, some of which I found interesting, some of which I wasn't clever enough to get my head round - or it was self indulgent posturing wank on the part of the instigators, apparently both views are valud, depending.
I just can never get my head round being in a production meeting where someone goes:
"I've got a cracking idea for the Fringe this year - remember that Northern kid whose Mum hid her under a bed and scammed the local community - let's put on a musical about it "
I wonder how many lines of sparkle powder it took to fully flesh out the concept and bring any dissenters into line, because it reads like an utter fever dream scenario to me.
Jeez. Mind. Boggled.