She'd been having her doubts about her place in the bigger scheme of things. Had the over-saturation of pretty, shiny, big-budget entertainment media corrupted and jaded her outlook? Had the endless stream of pornographic pop-up windows numbed her sense of thrills? But then in a rare moment of twisted-up clarity, she realized how fortunate she was to live in a country that pays such reverent respect to and appreciation for arts & entertainment that a multi-billion-dollar-a-year world-wide industry would be founded upon it. Lives were made and broken over it. People named their saints and sinners based on it. Celebrity had replaced both royalty and piety. Clans were named and the philosophical lines had been drawn. People drew their prayers from fleeting poetry. If anything, her alertness had strengthened and sharpened because of it. She felt like she was accutely aware of everything, all at once. The beauty and the horror. And she realized, the world could be a beautiful place, if only everyone would agree on what is beautiful.