Cats supposedly are entitled to nine lives but nobody ever mentions retirement as an option for geriatric Toms.
No matter. Take this as public notice that I, Gray Hunter, am retiring.....from politics, from blogging, from the whole messy and time-consuming world of digital chatter. Whether you realize it or not, the Gray Hunter you depend on for political insights is actually an old feral cat. An old feral cat who now intends to spend the rest of his days sleeping and eating by day, prowling by night, and enforcing barn-yard discipline on the younger felines at Folk Lore Farm (the females who disrespect old Gray by trying to eat out of his supper dish).
I only got into this game at the insistence of my "neighbor", the human who lives in the big house next to my barn. David Lore, a retired journalist, wanted to try his hand at blogging but was reluctant to enter the fray under his own name. So a bargain was struck. We'd collaborate at LICOPAC by employing my moniker - as well as my snarky, don't-give-a-damn attitude - providing he'd do all the writing and typing and keep my food dish full.
It worked swell for several years. Lore would sit out on his stoop at feeding time reading the newspaper while I would chomp down my high-protein pellets. Being wild, I always kept my distance from him but still approached close enough to read the headlines (which is all a blogger needs to know anyway). No words were spoken, although Lore always thought it funny to greet me by calling out, "Hey, Gray Hunter - cat got your tongue?"
Still, there was communication. He could tell by my scowl what I thought of the news of the day.
But lately I've become disenchanted with politics (at least that of the human variety).
And my blogging partner, being a former newspaper reporter, no longer finds it ethical to hide his identity (however loosely) while slicing and dicing political opponents by name. So as with Evans and Novak, Huntley and Brinkley, this news team is now breaking up with each partner going his separate way.
So after today, if you have a complaint or an opinion about this site, tell it to Lore. He'll be writing under his own name and no doubt be exhibiting a sunnier disposition.
The fact is that, being a barn cat, I could care less what you think or what you do as long as you just leave me alone. I guess that makes me a political Independent, which sounds right for a cat.
As the Washington wag once said, if you want somebody in this town to listen to you, get a dog.
- Gray Hunter (signing off)
Hey Gray Hunter,
I know David Lore and he's just as much as a curmudgeon as you are. I hate to see a great team break up. But glad to see the Independent voice continues...
Meanwhile, "retire?" I don't even think you ever caught ONE mouse.
Posted by: Digital Gal | Monday, August 31, 2009 at 04:47 PM