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All I can think about the cloned-kitten story has been variations on, "lady, for $50,000 you could have helped nearly a thousand people find their own loving Nicky, you selfish bitch." I know firsthand how painful it is to lose a cat you've had for 17 years, but I can't help but wonder if this is the culmination of the American tendency to self-absorption uber alles, and if the next story's going to be that for a million or two you can have your dead spouse back, some assembly and rearing required.
So, somebody convince me I'm wrong: is, as the woman put it, "it's my money and I can spend it how I want", really the bottom line for every question in this world anymore? As we enter the final frenzy before the American holiday of Spend-Más, with shoppers rushing to tuck Salvation under the tree as if even that could be bought from a store, I find myself sitting here bemused by the spectacle of it all, and wondering if those who go about braying "Jesus is the reason for the season" have given much thought to what He might say about the burgeoning market for Xtian Kitsch like the Third Day CD's their SUV is probably choked with. Or people who clone their cats in preference to saving another's life. Just wondering...
So, somebody convince me I'm wrong: is, as the woman put it, "it's my money and I can spend it how I want", really the bottom line for every question in this world anymore? As we enter the final frenzy before the American holiday of Spend-Más, with shoppers rushing to tuck Salvation under the tree as if even that could be bought from a store, I find myself sitting here bemused by the spectacle of it all, and wondering if those who go about braying "Jesus is the reason for the season" have given much thought to what He might say about the burgeoning market for Xtian Kitsch like the Third Day CD's their SUV is probably choked with. Or people who clone their cats in preference to saving another's life. Just wondering...