The only reason I haven't kicked my neighbor's cats in the ass yet is because they use my squash patch as a sandbox, and I forgot to compost over the winter. That, and they're keeping the squirrels away from my strawberry patch and blueberry bushes this year. Damned tree rats de-berried everything in the planter bed last year. Cats are like Ron Paul supporters: loopy, intermittently pissy loners with no game plan who can be useful idiots at the right moment. At least they crap in the garden and not the swimming pool.
"As democracy is perfected, the office represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. We move toward a lofty ideal. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their hearts desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron."
--H.L. Mencken, The Baltimore Evening Sun, July 26, 1920