The Men Obsessed With Cats

Bynormbowley

This missive was written in two parts. The following was written before the Presidential Debate:

Most of us are beginning to agree with Tim Walz’s description of his Republican counterpart as “a bit weird”. The man who is potentially just one heart attack or one psychiatric intervention away from being the next “leader of the free world” seems to be stumbling from one self-inflicted pratfall to the next. Maybe he’s doing it to please his boss, maybe he’s just nuts, but whatever, the idea of J.D. Vance with his finger on the nuclear button is pants-wettingly terrifying.

What Vance doesn’t seem to get is that prior to an election, every voter is your potential client. You want them to like you and you don’t want to alienate them. It’s just smart business. Insulting a significant chunk of the electorate is just stupid. Ask Hillary how her “basket of deplorables” comment went over.

So telling families without children, and particularly the women, that they are “childless cat ladies” is just dumb, dumb, dumb. None of you would run your business like that. Not a one. “That’s a pretty ugly dress you have on, ma’am, how’d you like to buy my car?”

His recent antic of echoing online memes about Haitian immigrants hunting down neighborhood cats to cook and eat is notable for a number of reasons, not the least of which is that a candidate for the second most serious political position in the US fell for and republished obvious bullshit. It’s bad enough that in the middle of the most serious campaign of your life you’re spending your time surfing the underbelly of 4Chan-like horseshit, but worse that you’re effectively admitting to this nasty habit, and worse still that you pass the nasty gossip on to the consuming public as fact, and even worse still (if that were possible) that you’re willing to fan the flames of race hatred.

But that’s not the last of it. Once found out, his “oops” moment kind of ran like this, “Well, it was online, wasn’t it? There must be something to it.” Seriously, would you let your kid get away with that?

We’ve become inured to the ludicrity of his boss, the sharks and the batteries and the hydroxychloroquine and a thousand other brain farts which would embarrass a kindergartner, but now the boss is starting to look like the adult in the room. Where did Donnie get this guy? Apologizing about the Childless Cat Ladies stunt by apologizing to cats?

Donnie, why don’t you write a book on your hiring techniques so we’ll all know what not to do.

There are more than three hundred and thirty million people in the US (including childless cat ladies). Are we seriously saying that Donald and the Cat Lady Guy are the best that the Republicans can do?

God help us all.

And this part was written after the Presidential Debate in which Donnie repeated the Haitian claim:

What? Seriously?

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