Posted by on Jan 20, 2014 | 2 comments

 

Now you remember that I have told you about The Book of Bunny Suicides and other books by that wonderfully ironic observer of rabbit behavior, Andy Riley, but what can I say about the description of our illustrious  French leader and his shenannigans (I love that word).

It really made me chuckle when mama told me he was called a “chaudlapin“—a hot rabbit!  What’s really funny is that he doesn’t really look like a hot rabbit to me at all—more like someone’s nice daddy who doesn’t really kick up his heels that much.

Well, M. Hollande is certainly someone’s daddy.  Four times over, for sure, with the first partner and now, who knows?  He seems to be on a path of possible daddy-dom a lot of the time, haha.

It is said that powerful men need sexual outlets to make up for the stress of their jobs (several Kennedys, Clinton, and others).  Still, it was sad to hear about his present companion having to go to hospital after the news broke about the side-order of actress.  But evidently his dallying has been going on for some time and it’s hard to imagine that his live-in didn’t suspect something.  These anthros…they see what they want to see and hope for the best, I guess, but boys will be boys, haha.

Do we have the same daddy, or what?

I’m just glad I’m a kitty who is content in her celibate state to sit back and watch all of these zipper politics and be bemused by it.  After all, I have other fish to fry, so to speak. today is Martin Luther King Day in the USA, and I’m sending my thoughts to that time when a man of his ethics and power changed the course of history with his life and then, sadly, his death.

Who sleeps with whom and is dumb enough to get caught is not a top priority today.

Thank you, Mr. King, for the wisdom you gave to our country.