Silvan
April 2nd, 2005, 10:15 AM
This ought to provoke some thought. I've seen ample evidence that a great many of you are cat lovers. Cat lovers, as a breed, in my experience, tend to find all people who are not cat lovers to be uncultured, disgusting troglodyte fiends. Revealing my nature as someone who has almost total apathy toward cat kind has proven itself to be a sure recipe to convince people who previously had positive feelings toward me that they had misjudged me badly. Yet share I must.
It is amazing the lore that surrounds the cat. They are widely thought to represent feminine energies, they are thought to be graceful, delicate while simultaneously powerful, and above all, to be self-sufficient and perfectly capable of caring for themselves. They are also prone to wild mood swings, and they can be all kiss kiss or all scratch scratch, and can change states at twice the speed of light, with no obvious provocation, again much like a woman. I have found that it is widely accepted that people who do not like cats are misogynists.
And yet, it has just occurred to me that cats are, in fact, more like men than women. Men are, as a breed, selfish, self-absorbed, uncompassionate, and they often can't be be bothered to think, say, or do anything unless it can satisfy their immediate desire to eat, rut, or crap.
I freely admit these faults of the male of the species, and there is no way I could ever be gay. Who could ever love one of us? We're obnoxious, and not terribly useful most of the time, and we're often stinky too. Yuck, who needs that?
And yet, I have just described the CAT perfectly as well. This thought came into my head as I was standing there this morning taking an absolutely bodacious whiz. SWMBO's pwecious widdle puddy tat, who makes a point to ignore me 99% of the time, came in and started doing that rub rub rub, nudge nudge nudge thing cat kind do when they want to encourage one of their human slaves to perform a desired function.
What selfishness! What hypocrisy! If I tried to pet this creature while she was taking a bodacious whiz in the box, she would reward me with a scratch at best, and at worst would go find my pillow and complete her business. To add insult to injury, she then ignored her food completely, and ran away from my attempt to pet her. :mad:
Self-reliance and independence may be cat qualities, but so are abject selfishness and apathy toward the feelings of others. Perhaps in cats we see a joining of the masculine and the feminine into one completely balanced, and astonishingly obnoxious creature. It just escapes me why we humans keep these things in our midst when the far more lovable dog graces creation with its presence.
In fact, one might find in the dog some of the best aspects of the feminine. Dogs are selfless, nurturing, loving, and they care deeply about something apart from their own immediate self interest. We can find in them some of the worst qualities of the feminine as well. A dog will follow a human even to the dog's peril, returning to an abuser again and again, laying down and rolling over, saying "He really loves me, he won't beat me again. I just know he won't. This time it's going to be different" even as the fiend human is flaying into the poor creature.
Anyway, there is is. Cats are, on balance, most like the worst part of men, and dogs are the embodiment of the most loving, nurturing aspects of women. I like women a great deal, and I like dogs a great deal too. Even if they do enjoy perfuming themselves with vulture sh!t upon occasion. This revelation probably explains why I am no great fan of the cat, but instead return its ambivalence in kind.
Perhaps, then, women, who are by and large the greatest fans of cat kind, are drawn to those creatures for similar reasons. Although I would submit that women who love cats might be displaying an alarming predilection toward a willingness to suffer the abused's fate. :sadman:
It is amazing the lore that surrounds the cat. They are widely thought to represent feminine energies, they are thought to be graceful, delicate while simultaneously powerful, and above all, to be self-sufficient and perfectly capable of caring for themselves. They are also prone to wild mood swings, and they can be all kiss kiss or all scratch scratch, and can change states at twice the speed of light, with no obvious provocation, again much like a woman. I have found that it is widely accepted that people who do not like cats are misogynists.
And yet, it has just occurred to me that cats are, in fact, more like men than women. Men are, as a breed, selfish, self-absorbed, uncompassionate, and they often can't be be bothered to think, say, or do anything unless it can satisfy their immediate desire to eat, rut, or crap.
I freely admit these faults of the male of the species, and there is no way I could ever be gay. Who could ever love one of us? We're obnoxious, and not terribly useful most of the time, and we're often stinky too. Yuck, who needs that?
And yet, I have just described the CAT perfectly as well. This thought came into my head as I was standing there this morning taking an absolutely bodacious whiz. SWMBO's pwecious widdle puddy tat, who makes a point to ignore me 99% of the time, came in and started doing that rub rub rub, nudge nudge nudge thing cat kind do when they want to encourage one of their human slaves to perform a desired function.
What selfishness! What hypocrisy! If I tried to pet this creature while she was taking a bodacious whiz in the box, she would reward me with a scratch at best, and at worst would go find my pillow and complete her business. To add insult to injury, she then ignored her food completely, and ran away from my attempt to pet her. :mad:
Self-reliance and independence may be cat qualities, but so are abject selfishness and apathy toward the feelings of others. Perhaps in cats we see a joining of the masculine and the feminine into one completely balanced, and astonishingly obnoxious creature. It just escapes me why we humans keep these things in our midst when the far more lovable dog graces creation with its presence.
In fact, one might find in the dog some of the best aspects of the feminine. Dogs are selfless, nurturing, loving, and they care deeply about something apart from their own immediate self interest. We can find in them some of the worst qualities of the feminine as well. A dog will follow a human even to the dog's peril, returning to an abuser again and again, laying down and rolling over, saying "He really loves me, he won't beat me again. I just know he won't. This time it's going to be different" even as the fiend human is flaying into the poor creature.
Anyway, there is is. Cats are, on balance, most like the worst part of men, and dogs are the embodiment of the most loving, nurturing aspects of women. I like women a great deal, and I like dogs a great deal too. Even if they do enjoy perfuming themselves with vulture sh!t upon occasion. This revelation probably explains why I am no great fan of the cat, but instead return its ambivalence in kind.
Perhaps, then, women, who are by and large the greatest fans of cat kind, are drawn to those creatures for similar reasons. Although I would submit that women who love cats might be displaying an alarming predilection toward a willingness to suffer the abused's fate. :sadman: