The other night I was half-listening to a story on the evening news about a cat in an animal shelter and the couple who rescued it.
The cat, variously described as “sad and depressed” and, “chubby-cheeked and sad-eyed” with a “heartbreaking expression…”
…is named Fishtopher.
Again, I was only half-listening, but then something at the end of the story caught my full attention:
“Fishtopher, whose Instagram profile has more than 29,000 followers…”
A cat’s Instagram has more than 29,000 followers?
A profile the new owners only started on November 26, 2022?
When I heard this, I couldn’t help but wonder about our values.
Values that prompt more than 29,000 people to become Instagram cat followers.
While – for example – my hometown library…
Has less than 2,500 Instagram followers.
I’m comparing apples to oranges, you say?
I don’t think so.
I think it says something about our values…
I’m just not sure what it says.
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