Are we becoming, err, you know, too soft in the bottom?
In the UK, a supermarket chain has introduced cashmere toilet paper.
Cashmere fibres aren't included in the making of the toilet tissue, rather they paper is covered in oil extracted from the hairs of cashmere goats.
It wasn't that long ago that our ancestors had to make do with a handful of grass or hay, or more recently some torn up newspaper.
I'd always thought that having neatly rolled, pre-perforated, non-scratchy, tissue paper was sufficiently progressive, wonderfully civilized. I've never felt the need for cashmere on my bottom, unless it's a piece of clothing.
Cashmere toilet paper: a symbolic indulgence with no meaning or lasting impression.
Life is increasingly full of those.