While most people prefer not to speak ill of the dead, journalists think 'Why not? They can't sue'. In Mexico, however, the best thing is to be as nice as possible to those who have shuffled off this mortal coil.
For two days in November the dead have divine permission to visit friends and relatives on Earth as part of the Mexican Day of the Dead festival, which (sadly) is nothing to do with the George Romero horror film of the same name.
During the 48 hours of the event, those still alive offer the souls of the dead flowers, food, candles and incense. Altars are placed in graveyards and candy skulls, toy coffins and skeletons, sweets and incense are sold in the streets. Sounds like a dead good idea to us.