We cats passed by a Salvation Army bell ringer the other day. We mean that literally: We passed him by. Although we had plenty of change jingling in our pockets — you didn't know cats had pockets, did you? — none of it ended up in the Army's red kettle.
Nope, no spare change for them! In fact, we haven't forked over any quarters since we first became aware of the Army's hostility to gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgendered people. So it was good to see our opinion reconfirmed by an article in The New York Times today.
Of course, this wasn't the first time our belief had been, um, buttressed. A couple of months ago we dropped off a clothing donation to a church in Montreal. When we mentioned that we had chosen them over the Salvation Army, they said, "Oh, please always donate to us. We give absolutely everything away. The Armee du Salut charges money."
Hm, we thought. Must be how the Army affords those fabulous commercials they run.
(Merry Christmas, everyone.)
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