April 5th, 2006


Survival of the Friendliest and Feline Loyalty

amandahuginkiss pointed me towards these articles on MessyBeast. The more I read on that site, the more I like it.

The first article, Survival of the Friendliest, pretty much defines my cats. In particular this sentence: "...cats develop complex and fluid matriarchal hierarchies and that they have preferred buddies" is exactly what I've seen; Harri always defers to females, more when he was young (when I adopted Sigrid he immediately gave her all the best sleeping spots), but still with Tessie. Harri, of course, is extraordinarily social with other cats, even strange cats.

The second article, about cats' loyalty vs. dogs', is also really fascinating, and also goes with what I've observed with my cats. The fact that I can get them to listen to me when I tell them to do or not do things seems to indicate that I've earned their respect; perhaps because I am a female, and cats tend to be matriarchal, I have a slight advantage, especially with the boys.

Definitely if I had it to do over again, I'd take classes in school leading to a career with cats. I think I definitely missed my calling.
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I now officially hate Roger Clemens

piney61 and maggiesox lead me to this interview with one Roger Clemens. Whom I now officially hate and who I hope never comes back to Boston.

Why? Oh, I dunno...a little thing called racism, I suppose. To wit:
Remembering back to a Japan-South Korea game in Anaheim, Calif., Clemens said he took clothes to a dry cleaners and was told he wouldn't get them back for nearly a week.

"They said, 'You've got no chance,' they told me," Clemens said. "I said, 'I'm going to get it tomorrow, right?' And then she goes, `No chance, we're going to the game.' So we couldn't get dry cleaning done out there, but I guess the neatest thing about them was there were about 50,000 of them at Anaheim Stadium, Korea and Japan.

Oh, thanks, Rog. "I couldn't get my clothes cleaned, but hey, it's kind of neat that those people were so into the baseball." I could go on and compare that comment quite easily to early 20th Century stereotypes involving mammys, watermelons, fried chicken and tapdancing that, once acceptable, are now abhorrent; how is this okay, just because it's about a different race?

Oh, right. It isn't. And hello, "Rocket." Welcome to my Hall of Lame. It's pretty much just you and Arod. Come in, sit down, and most importantly, shut up.