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I am very sorry for your loss, darks. To you it is personal and deep.
But we must recognize that to some people in this world, a loss like that doesn't touch them in the same way. Like the parents of suicide bombers who cry out holding pictures of their dead sons or daughters, vowing to send their other children off on a similar mission someday, too. Their hearts are so full of hate and lies that normal human emotions are not a part of them.
The "peace activist" ultra-liberal Corries may not be quite so far gone, but they are no longer in the realm of normal. They are willingly deceived like cultists and the truth is foreign to them. If their eyes ever open, they will see how foolish they were when raising their daughter.

As a parent, I realize that as my children grow and make their own decisions about their lives the world is not going to see each of them as a "child." In a way, as Grant grew up, I saw the demise of his childhood. His smooth chubby baby cheeks are hollowed out and whiskery now. Whatever happens to him now happens to a young man, not a child. He will always be my son, but he is no longer my child.

The Corries have captialised off their child's death in a way that sickens me.
It's as if they saw dollar signs or something when she died.
I understand what you're saying.
I just cannot phathom why any parent would act as they have.

This story about Rachel Corrie and her parents reminds me in a way of Amy Beale. She was the young woman who had gone to South Africa to...I don't know what. Work for racial harmony? Anyway, she was with some of her black companions (she was white), when she was seized by a group of black men and beaten to death. The perpetrators were put in jail. They are free now. Amy Beale's parents have gone to South African and have befriended these men that beat their daughter to death. They are promoting the "harmony and healing" thing. I am appalled that they could do this. These men beating their daughter to death was a hate crime if ever there was one. I'm sure I wouldn't become best buddies with the thugs that had beaten my child to death. Koombaya, I guess.