I know; it was a wretched thing to happen. Before it veered into the laughter of the damned, though, friends were critiquing the hierarchy of pity re: animal slaughter (e.g. who's crying for the factory cows?)
I wonder whether what seems to be a fundamental human lack of pity for the death of tiny things means there is a fundamental pity for large, smart things--or if the whole thing is so much PR
Apparently Oprah did an episode yesterday that caused one of my friends to think twice about eating beef. He just said, "I've still got a freezer with half a side of beef in it, and I figure, you know, what's done is done... but I don't think I'll order it anymore when I go out." And at some point I found myself saying, "Oh, and did you hear about all those sled dogs?"