Eulogy for a cat cooler than you.
posted by jeremy on November 28, 2007
Emasculating pressure has been raining down in all quarters, pissing and pouring and I'm so goddam beat beat tired of being told what is the right thing to do concerning the genetic heritage of my gorgeous sharp-clawed loving fury of a cat.... Hell, told these.... these fucking things by car-addicted vegans who don't seem to comprehend the misery behind every gallon of crude oil, by homeless bipedal idealist who scream that all bipedal females should have the right to choose whether they breed or not, by consumerist SUV-owning republicans with a cute cute cute animal-fetishism who hate the idea of cute cute animals lives being as tough and desperate as animals lives have always been .....
I say question our own genetics, boys and babes... Question yr own right to breed. The genotype of cats has held its own a bit longer than that of newcomer neo-protean homo sapiens sapiens...
It's never been pretty: None of it.
And our species idles at 7 billion in number and most of us will find our end in disease or horror.... and you all continue to tell me, my kit don't deserve offspring.
I know many of you... and I know yr damage.
I am not going to cut my friends testicles from his 9lbs of trusting self because you say his kittens don't or wont deserve to live, because his wanderings might kill him. We, each and every human being, by our very existence are causing the 6th major extinction in the 4 billion history of life on our planet....
This is fact.
We each are destroying our precious, lonely and rare slip of a planet, inch by inch, species by species, genome by genome, biome by biome: By simply breathing
Go cut yr own balls off, kids. Get yr tubes fucking tied.
& I ask you, cut him because... why? Because he and his offspring will be but mere animals?
These wee short-lived beast who will meet bloody senseless ends? After a life of deep pointless struggle and petty illusionary triumph....
and yet always tangling with a brief but undeniably gorgeous shot at awareness between that one dark and the next?
Face it...
That is you, too, fuckers... That is all you will ever come to.
Face it, suckers.
It is all but a shrill yearning call for fuckery and violence and meaning in the dark of all this shit....
To be alive is all there is to being alive.
I won't take this away from him.
I'm opening my window right now...
And to hell with you, my cat is going to be free to live or die or fuck as he pleases.
His kind, his purring and vicious moves, fuck y'all, his sleekly adapted genetics will outlive ours..... by maybe a million years.
I promise you this, hypocrites. I give you my word.
I am going to give him the whole of his life.
& heres the catch: It was never mine to give.
