I just don't get this "dying makes you better" syndrome we humans are afflicted with.

Before he dies: What a rotten scumbag, son of a bitch, muthafukking asshole, piece of shit human being!!!

After he dies: Oh... he wasn't so bad. I remember when he helped so-and-so and paid his medical bills. All's forgotten. Matter of fact.... the guy was a downright f*cking saint!!