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Why Tipper Ann should be president

My white, bossy, princessy, very very routine-based cat would make a great president.

She is sweet (diplomatic), but somehow always gets her way.

She is attractive, which we know helps in general. Yes, I just said that.

She is vain, which means her opponents might underestimate her and compliment her excessively. But she is smarter than vain, so when she sees through the ploy, they'd better be careful. (See suffering no fools comment.)

She is smart, anticipates her 'opponent's' next moves, and suffers no fools. She has NO patience for stupidity. None.






Tipper Ann slightly pissed to have been disturbed during beauty sleep

She is also incredibly prompt. That little pussy cat stomps on my body every single morning at 602 a.m. if I am not UP already. And if you've ever had a cat you know that when they stomp, their entire body weight is focused upon the foot they're currently pressing through your belly to your backbone. It's a physics thing.

She likes naps. I think we need to become a country of siestas, albeit shorter than 4 hour ones, but wouldn't we all benefit from a daily 1.5 hr respite from the stress and chaos?

She likes fish, and we should probably all eat more of that, so she'd be a good role model.

She's a feminista. In a big way. I once saw her absolutely pummel a sassy Himalayan tomcat that lives down the street. Pummel. He probably needed therapy it was that bad.

She knows when to purr, and knows when to unsheath her claws. Timing is everything when you're a diplomat and leading the free world, right?

I need to print up some signs before the next election. I really do.


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