Providing a place where big city liberals can pretend to reach out [to] the unsophisticated rubes, and get back some of that special feeling they lost when their meatspace experiences are always like this: “I ate at that new Syrian-Tongan fusion restaurant the other day. It was superb!” “Well, my eldest daughter, Fuchsia, came back from a year’s volunteer work in Lesotho with Doctors Without Borders. They tell me she was instrumental in saving three villages from an epidemic of beri-beri and typhoid! She’s in care now, but they tell me she’ll be able to walk again in a year, and will regain almost all movement in her right arm! On the other hand, Philip Junior’s cd of world music with the Fijian Deaf-Mute Choir just entered the charts at number 4!”
This is venturing perilously close to Family Christmas Card Updates.