It's easy to get overwhelmed with the bad news that is screamed so hysterically at us. It's easy to become cynical, and to doubt the good faith and yes, the humanity of our fellow men. I must confess that I succumb to this myself from time to time. It makes me ranty, and while I've been accused of being "unreasonably civilized", I still feel like the Angels of my Better Nature don't often sing. At least lately.
These Angels of our Better Nature do sing. This is perhaps the best thing that you will see all day.
I love watching the audience. The surprise of the "random acts of culture" peels away the cynical, hardened veneer of getting through the day to reveal a humanity that is entirely appealing. These people get what's going on, in an entirely unironic way. They are the ones that the Cultural Elite likes to sneer at. That tells you everything that you need to know about the Cultural Elite.
There, I managed to turn an entirely inspiring, humanity-redeeming moment into a rant. Good think that I'm "unreasonably civilized."