I own and manage this website. Sorry, but I would like to explain why I am angry and confident — and a little bit grumpy. The grumpy bit is a consequence of anger and confidence.
Why am I angry? Well, there was a interesting story in the online press today. Two women met in a parking lot. The son of one woman allegedly killed a cat. The other women must have remonstrated with the mother of man who allegedly killed the cat. They may have been neighbors. It came to blows. One of them hit the other. This was a fight between two women in a parking lot in Ogden, USA. I have no idea where this town is. It is does not matter.
One woman was incensed by the alleged behavior of the other woman’s son. She must have been angry. She was angry for a good reason. It is the same reason why I am angry. I am guessing but she was probably angry because a person had killed a cat for, probably, no good reason. Is there ever a good reason?
There are probably other circumstances to this story. Who owned the cat? What was the cat doing and so on? However, the root problem was that one person hated, and was angry about, the killing while the other woman appears to have accepted it. I have presumed this, but it serves my purpose to explain the title.
It is not about America or Europe or anywhere else. It is about abuse of animals, particularly the domestic, feral and stray cat. It does not matter where it happens or specifically what happens. Any abuse of cats makes me angry. It is immoral and unnecessary. It is time for change for the better and there is nothing on the horizon that indicates that it will happen.
A person who cares cannot really rejoice in the positives of the cat to human relationship while there is so much that is wrong globally. There’s lots of good stuff but for me there is way too much unnecessary bad.
I don’t show my anger normally. Sometimes I show it when I write about it. I can’t help it because if you care you get angry.
As for confidence. Rightly or wrongly, I believe I know the difference between right and wrong. I know what treating cats properly means. I know cat abuse when I read about it and see it. My confidence is born out of being a solicitor for 14 years. You cannot be a solicitor in England in 1994 and beyond without being confident. It would be impossible, so I learnt it. I learnt quickly through experience.
Some people mistake confidence for arrogance. I struggle with keeping a balance in arguing my case and being fair. I am not arrogant. I am pleased when someone argues well against me and corrects me. I have things to learn.
I can only be what I can only be. If I mess up, I own up. Cat abuse of any kind is a failure of the domestic cat to human relationship. All the failures in that relationship are with the human. The human has the choice. The cat behaves naturally.
Note: It is rare that I write about myself. I feel I need to right now.