Posted on 06/04/2002 6:22:22 AM PDT by mikeb704
We have, in some respects, become a nation of too much. Too much money, too much gluttony, too much time on our hands.
The other day I read of children completing sixth grade whose parents pay for limousines to take them to the graduation ceremony. The story mentioned that some kindergartners are also getting the limo treatment. What are these kiddies going to expect when finally they get socially promoted out of high school?
Another symptom of excess is the close to irrational way we treat pets. Don’t get me wrong. I like animals a great deal and think they add a wonderful component to our existence. Perhaps more than many of the folks we encounter on our journey, pets offer an affection and loyalty that enrich our lives.
Having said that, many individuals have simply gone overboard. People pay hundreds, maybe thousands of dollars, for a pet’s funeral. Now there are even pet bereavement counselors who specialize in helping the owners of a deceased animal overcome their grief and trauma.
Monday evening the cable channel Animal Planet launched a program titled The Pet Psychic. It features Sonya Fitzpatrick, who modestly describes herself as "one of the planet's premiere animal communicators," as if you didn’t know it.
Much of the show was devoted to Sonya speaking with three women who had lost their pets. I don’t know much about animal communicators, but I do think that Sonya may well qualify as one of the planet’s premiere jivers.
The women brought photos of their beloved pets and Sonya spent a few minutes holding each picture while divulging startling revelations. She told the women, all of whom were teary eyed and obviously distraught, of how much their pets had loved them, and how much they had loved their pets. The animals had all lived wonderfully contented lives and each of them was very special. They were all very beautiful, very bright, spirited, and full of fun and energy. They shared a good life with their owners, but their times had come. Now, they are all very happy and send love and best wishes from the other side. Stupendous insights, don’t you think?
Easy to see why Sonya is considered – at least by herself - one of the planet's premiere animal communicators. She also picked up on cues given by the owners. She asked one about a room with blue in it. Gee, do you think she could have been a little more general? The woman mentioned they did have a room that was blue when they first moved into their house. Hearing this, Sonya immediately said, but you changed the color. Yes, the lady answered, they’d painted it another color. Sonya told her that Rover had always loved the blue room, but liked the newer color as well. The woman joyfully nodded.
The same woman mentioned her pet had died suddenly. A minute or two later, Sonya snapped her fingers while noting the dog had died very quickly, just like that. She said it as if she were relieving herself of one of the great secrets of the world. She acted the same way when she told another guest that her deceased kitty had "had a good meow." And when she told another woman that her pooch had loved to run. Sonya told the women she hoped the information she was providing would comfort them. At one point, she even mentioned feeling their pain. Talk about psychic gifts.
I don’t know what Sonya charges for a private reading, but I’ll wager it’s not cheap and that business is good. Effective this month, she’s suspended doing individual readings until the number of currently scheduled ones is reduced. Or she gets a big TV contract, whichever comes first.
Don’t be discouraged, though. There are others offering the same essential service. The Internet has a Directory Of Interspecies Telepathic Communicators and, no, I’m not making this up. Dozens of practitioners are listed.
Some are specialists, such as in avian behavior and horses, while others welcome all species. One offers the very popular Shamanic drumming, chanting and power animals. Another employs therapeutic touching and flower essences.
Some talk with living animals, and others concentrate on pets that have moved on to that big kennel in the sky. Many of them utilize Reiki, which we all know is Universal Life Force Energy and no, I’m not making this up either.
Possibly I should get into this scam. If the price were right, I could look very sympathetic and understanding, talk in broad generalities, regurgitate what clients just told me, and assure them that their pets still love them, think of them and wait for that blissful day when they can be reunited. Wonder what a turban would set me back.
Who could have imagined that we’d devolve into a society wanting –nay, needing! - interspecies telepathic communicators? As I said, it’s all just too much.
Last night the TV was on in our bedroom, tuned to the Animal Planet but no one was in the room.
I picked up the phone and called my sister, while making my way through the house to my bedroom intending to lay down and chat with her awhile.
My brother-in-law answered their phone, and I asked if my sister was around. He said, yes, she was, but he was just fussing at her because she was watching Fear Factor.
About that time, I arrived in my bedroom, and happened to glance up at the screen.
I told him, well we've both gone off the deep end then, because it looks like I'm watching the Pet Psychic.
Not to worry. There is currently a wave of anti-business, anti-wealth sentiment crossing the land, prevalent even amongst conservatives. We're heading into the Herbert Hoover/Jimmy Carter zone of economic underperformance. Enjoy.
This is a bigger scam than Miss Cleo had going.
You gotta love it.
Even with all these Democrats walkin' around? Then again, at least pet psychics don't coerce their victims.
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