My goodness, talk about not waiting at least until the corpse is cold!
It reminds me of when we, back in 2004, sailed on the Queen Mary 2 on her maiden voyage to Geiranger, Norway. As we were sailing up the fjord, helicopters (including one from National Geographic) were buzzing us, photographers hanging out, snapping pictures. They followed us, snapping away, all the way to the village. Within minutes after the anchor dropping, the tenders took us to the dockside where there were vendor booths selling T-shirts, stacked on the tables and displayed on hangers, emblazoned with the very pictures of us sailing and anchoring taken by the photographers who were just flying over us. I have no idea how they did that; we were too stunned to ask, nor did we buy any. You can't believe the prices in Norway.
Gerard