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Tilting at Windmills

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March 10, 2006
By: Kevin Drum

FRIDAY CAT BLOGGING....I've still got a few minutes before I leave for the airport, so how about some pre-flight catblogging? On the left, Inkblot ponders whether to leave his nice warm house for the windy and rain-threatening outdoors. He eventually decided in favor. Jasmine, who is made of sterner stuff, hopped out immediately and began playing with a stick that some fellow with a camera kept waving in her face. Within a few minutes, both of them will undoubtedly be snoozing away in the lovely, lovely dirt.

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Nice pix! Have a great vacation.

Posted by: fiat lux on March 10, 2006 at 1:44 PM | PERMALINK

It's so like you centrists to think that a little concession to cuteness will earn you anything but scorn from Chimpy McHitlerburton.

Posted by: FL on March 10, 2006 at 1:55 PM | PERMALINK

Is one of these cats Swedish?

Posted by: craigie on March 10, 2006 at 1:59 PM | PERMALINK

Well, you've finally done it! All your political obsessions have spread over and now Jasmine thinks she wants to be a politician and is reaching out to shake hands! I hope you're proud of yourself.

Posted by: mroberts on March 10, 2006 at 2:02 PM | PERMALINK

"Wind and rain-threatening outdoors," man alive. You Californians.

Posted by: Matt on March 10, 2006 at 2:02 PM | PERMALINK

You California cats, that is.

Posted by: Matt on March 10, 2006 at 2:09 PM | PERMALINK

OK. I want to know how much the two most famous cats in the blogosphere are paying you to keep them in the public eye. What are your contract rates as a cat publiscist? Is there a special branch of PR for cat publicists?

I'm not asking for myself. The ambitious cat who runs our house, nicknamed "Meowsama bin Laden" wants to know.

She runs our household of two people, two large dogs and herself with an iron paw. Pretty good for a 5 1/2 pound little grey tabby with brown underfur. The smaller dog, a 22 pound high energy Westie won't cross her, and neither will the rest of us.

Her dominance is rather light, since as a normal cat, she sleeps 70% of the day, a lot of that on top of my monitor if I am on the computer. Her wild hours of running through the house as fast as she can are between midnight and about 3:00 AM. Mostly the rest of us just get out of her way and enjoy the show.

Posted by: Rick B on March 10, 2006 at 2:10 PM | PERMALINK

"Sleeping in the lovely, lovely dirt" ???

Better that than with the fishes, eh?

Posted by: whynotnow on March 10, 2006 at 2:11 PM | PERMALINK

There is still time to turn back. Please don't go, please don't leave us with Ogged.

Posted by: charlie don't surf on March 10, 2006 at 2:22 PM | PERMALINK

Finally, some news about Inkblot and Jasmine. My boys (Cubby and Milo) have been asking about their idol (Inkblot). Thank goodness there are new pix to show them.

Posted by: jcricket on March 10, 2006 at 2:22 PM | PERMALINK

"She runs our household of two people, two large dogs and herself with an iron paw. Pretty good for a 5 1/2 pound little grey tabby with brown underfur. The smaller dog, a 22 pound high energy Westie won't cross her, and neither will the rest of us."

Pfah! You call a 22 lb Westie a "large dog"? You must be one of those decadent liberal cat-people we were discussing a while back, and it has skewed your perception.

Posted by: MJ Memphis on March 10, 2006 at 2:24 PM | PERMALINK

"Wind and rain-threatening outdoors," man alive. You Californians.

Hey, it's cold here right now! I think it may get below 60 during the day!!

The horror! The horror!

Posted by: craigie on March 10, 2006 at 2:25 PM | PERMALINK

Inkblot does look worried...but is it weather related? Or, does he worry that he won't be let back in....

Posted by: cali on March 10, 2006 at 2:54 PM | PERMALINK

Kevin,

Can I watch your cats while you are gone?

Posted by: carnivor on March 10, 2006 at 2:58 PM | PERMALINK

She's just practicing on the stick until inkblot goes to sleep with his tail exposed.

Posted by: toast on March 10, 2006 at 3:28 PM | PERMALINK

"Wind and rain-threatening outdoors," man alive. You Californians.

Hey, here in the Bay Area I got sleet and hail this morning! There's snow on the mountains.

Posted by: tbrosz on March 10, 2006 at 3:49 PM | PERMALINK

Obviously this is the place for - Cat Haiku


The food in my bowl
Is old, and more to the point
Contains no tuna.
----

So you want to play.
Will I claw at dancing string?
Your ankle's closer.
----

There's no dignity
In being sick -- which is why
I don't tell you where.
----

Seeking solitude
I am locked in the closet.
For once I need you.
----

Tiny can, dumped in
Plastic bowl. Presentation,
One star; service: none.
----

Am I in your way?
You seem to have it backwards:
This pillow's taken.
----

Your mouth is moving;
Up and down, emitting noise.
I've lost interest.
----

The dog wags his tail,
Seeking approval. See mine?
Different message.
----

My brain: walnut-sized.
Yours: largest among primates.
Yet, who leaves for work?
----

Most problems can be
Ignored. The more difficult
Ones can be slept through.
----

My affection is conditional.
Don't stand up,
It's your lap I love.
----

Cats can't steal the breath
Of children. But if my tail's
Pulled again, I'll learn.
----

I don't mind being
Teased, any more than you mind
A skin graft or two.
----

So you call this thing
Your "cat carrier." I call
These my "blades of death."
----

Toy mice, dancing yarn
Meowing sounds. I'm convinced:
You're an idiot.

Posted by: ExBrit on March 10, 2006 at 3:52 PM | PERMALINK

Very cute.

Posted by: Librul on March 10, 2006 at 4:29 PM | PERMALINK

Cat Haiku

electric blanket
claws snag against buried wires
that's puff all over

Posted by: Jeffrey Davis on March 10, 2006 at 4:40 PM | PERMALINK

Hrrumph,
My dog writes haiku too.


The deer mock me
Always too far away
For me to bite

Posted by: Dr. Morpheus on March 10, 2006 at 4:41 PM | PERMALINK

5,7,5, Morpheus! Keep up!

Posted by: ExBrit on March 10, 2006 at 5:23 PM | PERMALINK

electric blanket
claws snag against buried wires
that's puff all over

Good effort, Jeffrey, but I think the last line should be: Poof! It's all over.

Posted by: ExBrit on March 10, 2006 at 5:26 PM | PERMALINK

The cat is the lit
tle ambassador to Earth
for fattening it

Posted by: cld on March 10, 2006 at 5:59 PM | PERMALINK

Good depth of field in that RH action shot of cat in front of trees - tech specs?

Posted by: Neil' on March 10, 2006 at 6:02 PM | PERMALINK

Down here in OC it's the coldest I think I have ever seen in the 8 or so years I have been in California.

The weatherpeople say there is even a possibility of snow in L.A. if that happens I will have no doubt that hell has truly frozen over.

Posted by: Dreggas on March 10, 2006 at 6:18 PM | PERMALINK

The weatherpeople say there is even a possibility of snow in L.A. if that happens I will have no doubt that hell has truly frozen over.

According to some wire pix I've seen on AP, it has snowed in what the weather reporters on KNX and KFWB like to call "the higher elevations," and has even touched Santa Clarita in the northern part of Los Angeles County.

But believe it or not, it actually did snow in the city proper in mid-January of 1932. Not much, mind you, but one can imagine the fabled Red Cars with just a tinge of white.

Posted by: Vincent on March 10, 2006 at 6:33 PM | PERMALINK

Gale force gust and rain here last night. Nasty front blew through. Our weather can be pretty turbulent this time of the year. I hesitate to cll it Spring since it's already in the 80's.

A Californian would probably have been huddled in the bathtub clutching a blanky.

My cat (Terrible Taloned Tiny) 'Tina loves storms. Sits in the window and watches intently. I think this is very peculiar feline behavior. Every other cat I have had seemingly firmly believed that lightning/thunder = end-of-the-world and ran off to hide under the bed.

Posted by: CFShep on March 10, 2006 at 6:52 PM | PERMALINK

You have great looking cats, Kevin.

Posted by: Mazurka on March 10, 2006 at 7:13 PM | PERMALINK

>>My cat (Terrible Taloned Tiny) 'Tina loves storms. Sits in the window and watches intently. I think this is very peculiar feline behavior. Every other cat I have had seemingly firmly believed that lightning/thunder = end-of-the-world and ran off to hide under the bed. -- CFShep

My cat Phoebe has the same fascination. The source of the excitement is all the stuff (dried leaves, random trash) that flies around in a strong wind, like delicious bugs and birds. Fear of loud noises is an independent factor, depends on the cat.

Posted by: Madame Defarge on March 10, 2006 at 7:14 PM | PERMALINK

Fear of loud noises is an independent factor, depends on the cat.
Posted by: Madame Defarge

She zips under the bed at the sight of a vacuum as though pursued by demons and yet never turns a hair at the most horrendous storms - including that little doozie we had in these parts last year: Hurricane Rita.

Was a bit more than loose leaves and stuff blowing down the street. Whew.

Posted by: CFShep on March 10, 2006 at 7:38 PM | PERMALINK

>>She zips under the bed at the sight of a vacuum as though pursued by demons and yet never turns a hair at the most horrendous storms...

The vacuum cleaner is inside with her, whereas the storm (hopefully) is safely outside, hence not so scary. I notice that my cat *will* hide from thunder if the window happens to be open (i.e., might enter her turf), otherwise she just associates it with the Flying Stuff Show. Here in NY, as we await upcoming climate change, the worst is a blizzard or summer squall.

Posted by: Madame Defarge on March 10, 2006 at 7:48 PM | PERMALINK

Here in NY, as we await upcoming climate change, the worst is a blizzard or summer squall.
Posted by: Madame Defarge

I once had the most beautiful, intelligent and sweet-tempered blue point Siamese (Simon) who'd pounce on the vacuum cleaner. He'd come from the other side of the house to attack it. Interupt naps! Easily his favorite game.

They're all individuals, with quite unique personalities, within the basic feline framework.

Posted by: CFShep on March 10, 2006 at 7:56 PM | PERMALINK

My seven year old son asked me something about pinto beans yesterday. I got off into what 'pinto' meant, and we decided our black and white cat -- and inkblot -- are pinto kitties.

Posted by: duvidil on March 10, 2006 at 8:18 PM | PERMALINK

Sierras' shadows
Cast long by the setting sun
Cats are inside, warm

Posted by: nutty little nut nut on March 10, 2006 at 8:30 PM | PERMALINK

My wife and I have five dogs and two cats. Both cats weigh in at twenty pounds plus. Beau is a little smaller than his sister Daisy. They are both eleven and waithing for the storm to hit here in Fresno. The dogs range from the twins, Sasha and Zoie, they are terriers with the emphasis on terror. (Or at least for the first three years. They are now seven. The other three dogs are a handful. Toby, the oldest at three, weighs in at sevety-two pounds. (He;s a ridgeback mix) Gretchen (we still call here baby-girl, even though she's going to be three in June) is a German Shepherd. Our youngest is Libby (Liberty, she was born on September 11, two years ago) she's a pitbull mix weighing in at sixty-five.

With all that weight around, Daisy still runs the house.

Posted by: nutty little nut nut on March 10, 2006 at 8:40 PM | PERMALINK

Aw hell, I got you all beat in stupid petpeople projectionism, my parents, bless their hearts, treat the damn dog and their neighbors dogs to birthday parties that often include dogs sittng at table, dogs with hats dogs with presents.

Why us Kids never even got that, worse, they tend to speak thru the pet about the other pet so that pet s owners can reply thru their pet speak to the other owners pet speak.

You can imagine the convo;
Owner 1) Spot is sniffing Daisy!
Owner 2) Oh Daisy smells like Ralph thats why Spot is sniffing
Owner 3) Yes Ralph was playing with daisy and she got mad when Ralph took her bone.

AWWwwwwwWwW!!! 2 hours of this and I can guarantee you great hair loss.
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Interesting Tidbit (Danner Interview)
TE: You've often quoted a piece in which reporter Ron Suskind is told by an unidentified senior administration official that he's in the "reality-based community," after which that official says something striking: "We're an empire now and when we act we create our own reality." Care to comment?

Danner: I think that quote is immensely revealing. It underlines their policies in all kinds of areas, their belief that the overwhelming or preponderant power of the United States can simply change fact, can change truth. It is quite indicative of their policy of public information inside the United States. They don't care about people who read the New York Times, for instance. I use that as a shorthand. They don't care about people concerned with facts. They care about the broader arc of the story. We sit here constantly citing facts -- that they've broken this or that law, that what they originally said turns out not to be true. None of this particularly interests them.
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The Bush American Nationalists
aka Soft Dictatorship

On empire, what's unusual about this administration isn't only its focus on power, but on unilateralism. It's the flip side of isolationism. The notion that alliances, economic or political, and international law inevitably hinder the most powerful nation. You know, the image of the strings around Gulliver. They said in the National Security Strategy of the United States, the 2005 version, that rivals will continue to challenge us using the strategies of the weak including "international fora, judicial processes, and terrorism." They're associating terror and asymmetric warfare with international law as similar ways to blunt the overwhelming power of the United States. That represents an attitude toward international law and institutions that, I think, is a real and dramatic break from past practice in the United States. In our history, certainly recently, there's just no comparison to them -- no government anywhere near as radical.

TE: They're really extreme American nationalists, though you can't use that word in this country.

Danner: That's true, and they combine with this belief in great-power America an almost nativist distrust of international institutions. That's the difference between Truman America and this regime in its approach to foreign policy.

Posted by: Mach TucK on March 10, 2006 at 8:49 PM | PERMALINK

I meant Toby was the biggest.

Posted by: nutty little nut nut on March 10, 2006 at 8:52 PM | PERMALINK

Nice photo of I.T.C. (Inkblot The Cat) - Jsmine looks like she's ready to kill.

Posted by: Ed Tracey on March 10, 2006 at 9:01 PM | PERMALINK

Just now, downtown San Francisco, a little sleet mixed in the rain.

Peculiar.

Posted by: luci on March 10, 2006 at 9:06 PM | PERMALINK

My seven year old son asked me something about pinto beans yesterday. I got off into what 'pinto' meant, and we decided our black and white cat -- and inkblot -- are pinto kitties.
Posted by: duvidil

I call them 'dominos' after a felicitously named feline belonging to a friend. 'Tuxedo cats' is also in circulation for the black with white bib & cuffs set. I once saw a specimen with a perfect 'bowtie' marking at his throat. Charming.

Terrible Tiny 'Tina (her full name is Martina and her brother, who lives with Dad, is Remy - heh - after my ex's favorite libation) is pure white with a solid black tail and one black marking over her right ear - rather like a rashishly worn beret. One gold eye; one blue.

Posted by: CFShep on March 11, 2006 at 7:02 AM | PERMALINK

Er...I meant 'rakishly' as in insouciant...

Posted by: CFShep on March 11, 2006 at 7:41 AM | PERMALINK

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