ART“I’ve been to some remarkable weddings in my time,” Jacques Benton-Ramirez y Chou said, “but this one…”
He waved his champagne glass at the glittering crowd thronging the grounds of Mount Royal Palace. Security was tight, and treecats were much in evidence. Many of them rode on shoulders threaded throughout that crowd, and others—dozens of others—perched cheerfully on the branches of landscaped trees, on ornamental gazebos and roofs. They could be heard every now and then, even through the steady surf of human voices and the music of the live orchestra, bleeking to one another as they enjoyed the human mind-glows swirling about them like rich, heady wine.
This scene is amazing. The mention of treecats actually in trees is interesting, but the kicker is that this is the first mention of an occasion where treecats actually enjoyed human mind glows to such an extent. It is as if for once they were basking in it. It is good to know that there are occasions where treecats were not just tolerating human mind glows. Of course I am referring to large gatherings of people where there usually was a mention of treecats empathic senses being bombarded.