No, we cats aren't waiting for Irene Dunne to visit us (how we wish). It's another Irene. Anyway, the hatches are battened and we've put fresh batteries in the flashlights. But it's getting a little squally out there, so we thought we'd post while we still have electricity. Here are a few non-hurricane-related stories that are grabbing our attention today.
George W. Bush and Dick Cheney, take note: You guys may have talked tough ("Smoke 'em out!"), and told us we needed to watch what we said and did in the fight against Al Qaeda. But it's Barack Obama who just killed himself another terrorist. We think this proves Obama is a manly man. You? You guys are pansies.
We're loving the ongoing cat fight between Karl Rove and Sarah Palin. If only we could remember who Sarah Palin is.
Finally, one last note about developments north of the 49th parallel. Yes, we cats know that we've been yammering all week about the death of NDP leader Jack Layton. Let us close with the observation that today's wonderful, nearly Wellstonian state funeral for Mr. Layton was a teabagger's nightmare. And we loved every minute of it.
Readings from the Old and New Testaments and the Koran, a blessing from the national chief of the Assembly of First Nations, terrific Sixties music, and a standing ovation for Layton's last "manifesto for social democracy." We could hear right-wing teeth grinding across Canada. Now, that's end-of-life planning. Nicely done, Jack.
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