Hunger
April 17, 2022
Ultimately, it all comes down to food, folks.
Let's hope we never have our faces
pressed up against a window,
like these stray cats
while Klaws Swab & Bill Gates
feast inside.
"A full stomach cannot understand an empty one," - Irish Saying
by Henry Makow PhD
My mother-in-law has opened her garden to a half-dozen stray cats whom she feeds twice a day.
She was feeding them in the lane but a neighbor's dog with the improbable name of "Valentino" would chase them away.
So now they are fed behind her high garden walls which they access by climbing the bougainvilleas stalks.
The garden abuts on to the kitchen via a glass sliding door.
This means that whenever I am preparing something to eat, I must answer to 3-6 hungry cats staring at me through the window.
My mother-in-law feeds them chicken scraps every second or third day. On the other days, they get kibble which they find inadequate now they've had chicken.
When I mention the delegation of the dissatisfied to my mother-in-law, she says, "Well, if they're not satisfied, they can go elsewhere."
She thinks they're getting fat.
UNWANTED
They are not attractive cats. They are mangy. Two are cross-eyed. They were born into a world where no one wants them. They compete with each other for food. They'll grab a morsel and run away before another cat snatches it.
My mother-in-law feels compassion for them. And they have made themselves at home.
When I go into the garden, they're sitting in my chair.
Like most stray cats, they're skittish and relinquish the chair.
But I have no illusions that, if they could, they'd change places with me, and feed me scraps or maybe nothing at all!
I imagine them taking over the house, displacing me at my computer, spewing hatred against Valentino and other dogs.
This is the problem with increasing the expectations of the have-nots.
We feel compassion for them. But people, and that includes cats, are rarely satisfied or grateful.
All creatures seem to have an unlimited sense of entitlement.
SOFT-HEARTED OR WEAK?
Nevertheless, when I am fixing a snack in the evening, with three or four hungry cats watching me, sometimes licking their lips, I am reminded of the Irish proverb.
"A full stomach can never understand an empty one."
Even though my mother-in-law has dismissed them, without her knowledge I open a can of chicken dog food and give it to them.
I stash the empty can at the bottom of the garbage so my mischief is not discovered.
The cats devour the dog food and go away, allowing me to enjoy my sandwich without guilt.
Ultimately, it all comes down to food, folks.
Let's hope we never have our faces pressed up against a window while Klaws Swab & Bill Gates feast inside.
C said (April 17, 2022):
Yes, you moderns don`t know what that is. But The "Global 2000 Plan" of massive population reductions isn`t going as well as they want. Engineered Famine if big enough and long enough would do it.
I`ve actually gone 40 days without food and lost 35 pounds. But 60 to 70 days would likely kill you. Russian Famine 1921, The Stalin Famine of 1932-33 wiped out Ukrainians. Pol Pot`s Cambodia 1973 did it there.
You need to get going on long term food storage to survive this one coming.