Signs of the Times

By Baxter

We cats are on the road, heading for our new home in suburban Washington, D.C. We should get there tomorrow. President Obama has invited us to an event at the White House this weekend to celebrate the new healthcare reform law, but as excited as we are by the Democrats' legislative triumph, we may be too busy unpacking to attend.

In the meantime, here is the most amusing sign we saw in our travels today. You know, there once was a time when the words "Mark Sanford, Governor" didn't inspire peals of derisive laughter, but we cats can barely remember them. Anyway, the state government obviously has decided against spending the money to remove the embarrassing adulterer's name. He'll be gone from office pretty soon anyway.

Because of its singular talent for producing Republican idiots, we cats did try to refrain from spending any tourist dollars in the Palmetto State this afternoon. But we were forced to drop 50 cents for coffee at a rest stop. Even that small transaction brought wry smiles to our furry faces. Only in South Carolina can a shot of Cuban coffee be called "Cafe Americano." And, after all — shouldn't it be Argentine?