A tear for civility. Remembering stories passed over to me by ancestors about the Trans-Atlantic slave trade, and covered in historical references, made it easy to appreciate the premise of être the cow. In terms of civility, knowledge bears no more comfort than ignorance.
Despite être, in his own suffering, believing fireflies enjoy a freedom he pined for, no life escapes the processes that subsistence require. Like the air we breathe, the vegetation (être himself trampled and ate) and/or flesh we consume, life is a continuously revolving process. And yes, we can be kinder in this process, but then as Kenniff so eloquently lays out in the voice of être, how are we to be sure what kinder is if we're unable to communicate with entities beyond our understanding. Again, knowledge bears no more comfort than ignorance.
Compelling storytelling, and a handsome tabletop parable.