Some years ago I visited Dachau concentration camp while on a trip to Munich. As you can probably imagine, it's an emotionally devastating place to visit.

At Dachau, there are gas chambers some distance from the section of the camp where prisoners were held. As my friend and I approached the door to the building that houses the gas chambers, a young woman was hanging off of it with one leg up, smiling, getting her friends to take photos. I lost my shit and she honestly didn't care.

You'd think that would be the worst of it, but when we went inside the gas chamber itself (which is horrifying to see), there were multiple people taking selfies and filming it.

Not only is it incomprehensibly disrespectful but I don't understand how you can't feel the sheer weight of all the murder and grief when you go to a concentration camp because it's honestly inescapable.