Reasons to Smile

I've been bummed about the state of the republic lately. You can stay up to date with current affairs, or you can have contemplative moments where you're struck by the delicate beauty of this universe we live in, but you can't have both. Not lately. Democracy languishes when you have large numbers of low-information voters and a supine media. And then there's the economy—if you had money, you now have less, and if you didn't have money, well, there you are. But! I'm still quite happy, actually, and one reason is because I have a damn good cat: my buddy Panther.

If you don't have a damn good cat, go out to the local shelter and get one. Most cats are pretty damn good. Anyway, as I was saying, it's cheering to have such a good cat. So cheering that I made up a little song about the old cuss. It's sung to the tune of "Happy Days Are Here Again":

Panther really is a friend
We'll be good friends until the end
And from this opinion I won't bend
Panther really is my friend!

Sorry I haven't been posting so much lately. Reasons can be found above. And now I'm going to get a vitamin, wash it down with a sip of port, and go to bed.