Oh, I can laugh and marvel, rapturous-eyed.And you laugh back, nor can you ever seeThe thousand little deaths my heart has died. ~ excerpt from A Certain LadyFrom Dorothy, Mrs Parker if you’re nasty
A large group of high-minded and -rolling members of a prestigious institution are planning to attend an upcoming conference on global poverty, and are so enamored with the gut-wrenching photograph of a small child in a poverty-stricken anytown that appeared on the promotional materials for said event that they clamored for this photograph to be expensively-framed and sent as gifts to all attendees. A silver-framed portrait of Poverty. Paid for and distributed as a lovely keepsake.Anyone struck by the irony?Bueller?