Comparing By Elisa Morgan I scroll down, down, down my Instagram feed. Bright and beautiful faces grin winsomely at me. I recognize one author after another speaker after another friend after another famous someone-or-other. All hip. All on-their-game. All trending more than me. I leave the feed and return to my page, noting no uptick in "friends." Shoot, my own grown kids haven't even "liked" the carefully-created post of my blue toenailed, flip-flopped feet on a sunny chaise with palm trees in the background. Come to think of it, that post pushed me down two likes. Geesh ... Why is "She" so popular? Why are "Her" posts pole-vaulting to sensationalism? That publisher has signed that author.