The Targum Pseudo-Jonathan on Exodus 14:11 does not soften Israel's complaint. It sharpens it, and it names the complainers. They are not "the people." They are "the wicked generation"—dara bishah, the same phrase that will surface again when this same generation refuses to enter the Land and is condemned to die in the wilderness.
Their words to Moses have a cruel wit. "Because there were no places of burial for us in Mizraim, hast thou led us forth to die in the wilderness?" Egypt, land of pyramids and embalmers, land that turned burial into a civilization—Egypt was running out of graves? The sarcasm cuts because they know it is absurd. They are not worried about coffins. They are worried about dying.
But the Targum's label "wicked generation" reframes the panic. Fear is human, but this fear is contempt. They have forgotten the plagues they watched. They have forgotten the Angel of Death who passed over their doorposts. They have forgotten the pillar of cloud that led them here.
"What hast thou done to us, in bringing us out of Mizraim?" Every word is a knife. Moses, the deliverer, is recast as the cause of their death. The freed slave, in his first crisis, reaches for the most familiar weapon: blame the leader.
Takeaway: the Targum teaches that the hardest part of liberation is trusting the one who liberated you.