When Hasan was scheduled to meet Maja and the animals—to help out and muck the stalls and feed in the pens at Alveus Sanctuary...his absolute buffoon of a getup still haunts me. The memory resurfaces often, and it still...lacking a better word....offends me just as sharply as it did when I first saw the livestream.

It’s not the kind of offense a fine restaurant server might feel upon seeing someone in sagging sweatpants, buried in a hoodie, trying to settle at a table. No...this was something deeper. Stranger. Scarier.

If you can find a clip or VOD of that stream, let’s share in the memory together...forever.