Calico-tood Awakened By Mouthy Hillbilly
Bad move, “hillbilly.” Childless cat ladies probably outnumber illiterate Appalachians on the dole, let alone “incels” who blame women for their blue balls. And these childless cat ladies (by choice or tragic circumstance) are literate for the most part, and know where to register to vote, and will.
Cats are not a matter of life and death; to feline fanciers they’re far more important than that. Picking on cats is just stupid. I got a speeding ticket once, racing a childless cat lady and her ailing cat to the vet. The cop was not sympathetic when she bawled him out for maybe killing her critter. So he took it out on me. But the judge was a cat person who dismissed the charge when she heard the story.
The calico survived to live a good long life. She actually thought she could hide under the covers from my French pointing griffon. Not from that nose she couldn’t. She would emerge grumpy and full of what my son calls “calico-tude.”
She’s gone where we all go eventually but I can see her ilk hearing about disrespect for childless cat ladies, and emerging full of calico-tude that spreads to their owners and spills into voting booths.
Or not. Remember “I’ll back you 100 percent?” McGovern to Eagleton, 1972.
Per Wikipedia: McGovern offered the position to Missouri Senator Thomas Eagleton, who appealed to labor groups and Catholics, two groups that McGovern had alienated during the primary campaign. The ticket of McGovern and Eagleton was nominated by the 1972 Democratic National Convention. Following the convention, it was revealed that Eagleton had received treatment for depression in the 1960s. Though McGovern considered keeping Eagleton on the ticket, he ultimately chose to replace Eagleton with former ambassador Sargent Shriver. The McGovern–Shriver ticket lost the presidential election to the Nixon–Agnew ticket.
I was on the periphery of that campaign, trying to drum up labor support for McGovern. An invitation to every labor organization in the South drew — two. I conned a reporter by locking the auditorium and bringing the two out separately for pro-McGovern statements. Her story was picked up by AP, and newspapers all over the South predicted a “ground swell” of McGovern support.
One of my first “grand falloons” (If you would see a grand falloon, remove the skin of a toy balloon.”) And a good one for 48 hours or so.
Then McGovern dumped Eagleton after his “one hundred percent quote. So much for appeasing Roman Catholics and unions. Compared to them, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. And you stand accused of scorning every woman with a cat, childless or not. You’ve presented the Trumpster with an awful dilemma: soldier on with a VP candidate who may come to be more hated than him — or pull a McGovern. I can just hear that unnerving cackle of Kamala Harris from here.
