What's the point of being a life-sized plush in that context? Why is it that you're both a human giving concerts and a toy to indicate directions to people pass

What's the point of being a life-sized plush in that context? Why is it that you're both a human giving concerts and a toy to indicate directions to people passing by? Why include a scene about getting yourself trash-compacted in a state of anhedonia? I'm completely likely to be more cynical than your average person out there since due to personal mental health issues, however none of the questions I just asked seem to have any connection at all with the blindly optimistic take you seem to be having. Not to mention that Facebook already exists for the purpose you indicated and is even owned by the same people. Presumably Mr Dog Plushie could have had the chance to reconnect with old friends already there, yet instead he was about to literally trash himself and die. How is that not alarming as hell?