Cats and Life

Years ago, when I had a cat; I simply loved that cat and it loved me. What I noticed, though, is that this sweet-tempered creature liked to hunt and kill things, was merciless, and would torture them before death. She was still lovely, and she was all about herself. If she'd had the vote she'd have voted fascist. What this told me was that you can have fascists in your family, you can love them and they can love you, but you don't want them in your law courts or police, and you don't want them running the house. Or the Senate.