Kneel Before Your God

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I read this joke a while back about how thousands of years ago cats were honoured as Gods, and they’re never forgotten this. Funny how cats are totally willing to overlook the many centuries in which they’ve been an integral piece of most recipes. Cats = selective memories regarding their cultural importance.

Technical Stuff: My pocket digital C533 set on “landscape” and “multiple exposures”… Scully was only about a foot from the lens. I wasn’t expecting the light of Heaven to flow from her chest, but I’m glad I had the camera ready when it happened… I think this totally explains why the dog has been sitting at the table explaining the Book of Deuteronomy to us over dinner.

Because people are so ready and willing to anthropomorphize anything with two eyes it’s easy to see how cats were mistaken for Gods. Basically the genetics in these little bastards force them to sit around waiting for something to run past, at which point they’re supposed to leap out and kill the thing… this makes kitties appear stoic, contemplative and royal. But at no point does “Cat” ever appear on any “top twenty smartest animal” lists. And now, because they’ve been overfed and overly coddled and bred into domestic oblivion for the past three thousand years, the most aggressive reaction to a moving target today’s house cats can manage is to focus their eyeballs and maybe tilt their head. All of which, of course, makes a cat the perfect candidate for Suburban God.

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About Gabriel

I’ve lived in fifty-two places. I've been paid to pick stones out of fields, take backstage photos of Britney Spears, and report on Internet privacy issues. My photos have been published in several newspapers, and a couple of magazines.
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3 Responses to Kneel Before Your God

  1. ames says:

    Its hard to tell if she’s about to bless or smite you.

  2. Gabriel says:

    Like most Gods, Scully doesn’t decide until it’s done.

    …I love the Gandalf left eyebrow.

  3. Pingback: Burning My Way Into Shambhala | cultural sn:afu

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