i was tuned in to the news today—-NPR, of course, because who wouldn’t listen to a station with prrrrrrrr in the name??—-and i heard that a lot of people are planning to boycott the state of the union address tomorrow night because they think not watching the speech given by the thing in the white house will send a message that we don’t like him.

i suppose there’s some way to track how many people have their tv’s on at the appointed hour, which is creepy, any way you slice it, but i wonder if not watching will deliver the wrong message?  or any message, for that matter.  sort of like the message that was delivered at the inauguration last year when shocking few attended but their number was reported as millions and millions– more than had ever attended a presidential inauguration since the dawn of american history.

i watched that man put his hand on a bible and solemnly swear that he would faithfully execute the office of president of the united states, and to the best of his ability, preserve, protect and defend the constitution of the united states.  perhaps it comes with being a cat, but i believe that if you take an oath with your hand on the bible, you better be telling the truth, and you sure as hell shouldn’t say you’re going to behave one way if you plan to behave another way.  but mere hours later, he started telling lies about the yuge crowds.  we could all see how many people weren’t there, but he made up a bunch of crap about the news reporters and said that what we all saw wasn’t real.  i had to go straight to the cat box when i heard that!!!  in fact, i’ve spent an entire year trying to figure out how to get a cat box to washington so that nasty piece of poo can be put where he belongs.

so here i am, certain that watching the circus tomorrow won’t make a lick of difference to the clown in the center ring.  i may tune in for a bit, just so i’ll get some of the jokes that people will make when it’s over.  purr, y’all.