I love these kinds of chapters because they make me love those who died and still even more for who they were and hate those who died and still live more for the choices they make knowing who they are.
Sure it is my choice to consider what I take from the info, I may start disliking the ones that I like and even start loving those that I hate, but it still makes feeling a full experience.
Because in the end... being human is being... confusing, and that is beautiful.