2/21/02
The Cat Box President
By Carol Schiffler
Supporters of former president Bill Clinton refer to him as “The Big Dog.” The moniker suits the irrepressible Clinton, a man who, for better or for worse, always seems to wear his heart on his sleeve.
Not so the Bush administration, a singularly furtive bunch. One need only type the words “Bush limit access” into an internet search engine in order to fully appreciate George W. Bush’s stealth presidency.
How, then, to characterize Mr. Bush? Should we refer to him as “The Big Cat?” Although he might well enjoy the analogy, smacking as it does, of feline grace and raw power, it somehow fails to capture the Bush persona. Nor does it address the tenor of his administration which inarguably rules by might, but lacks the native intelligence of a species that only takes from the herd what it needs in order to survive.
No, Mr. Bush does not remind one so much of a cat, large or small, wild or domestic. But there is one unavoidable aspect of cat ownership that comes to mind when contemplating his first year in office – the Cat Box.
No offense to cat owners, but face it – there is nothing pleasant about what Fluffy does in that box. It buries things. Dark, fetid things. Things that smell bad. Things that lurk beneath the surface, remaining unseen but not unnoticed. There is a very good reason, folks, that the pet aisle in the grocery store features such a wide variety of products whose sole purpose is to conceal litter box stench. Likewise, there is undoubtedly an excellent reason George Bush spends so much of his time and energy “limiting access” – or, in cat-speak, burying things.
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