"Why Can't I Be Different and Original . . . Like Everybody Else?" - Viv Stanshall
Thursday, December 31, 2020
Wednesday, December 30, 2020
Life During Wartime
So what's it like living in Georgia a week before the most important Senate election in this nation's history? Mainly, it's about being an email recipient. Just scan through my Inbox:
8:32 a.m. - First political email of the day, this one from the Democratic Party of Georgia (DPG), reminding me to turn in my absentee ballot (I already did back on December 2).
10:01 a.m. - Letter from Rev. Raphael Warnock, submitted through the Sanford Bishop for Congress PAC, asking for campaign contributions.
10:31 a.m. - Letter from Patrick Stevenson, Chief Mobilization Officer for the Democratic National Committee (DNC), asking for campaign contributions.
11:45 a.m. - Message from the Turnout Georgia PAC, asking for campaign contributions.
12:32 p.m. - Letter from Mike Siegel, Texas Democrat for Congress, asking for any remaining campaign contributions I'd like to make in addition to what I've given to the Georgia races.
1:15 p.m. - Another message from the DNC, again asking for campaign contributions.
1:33 p.m. - Message from the Flip The Senate PAC, asking for campaign contributions.
3:16 p.m. - Another message from the DPG, this time asking for campaign contributions.
3:20 p.m. - Message from The Progressive List PAC, asking for campaign contributions.
3:24 p.m. - Another message from the Flip The Senate PAC, again asking for campaign contributions.
3:41 p.m. - Another message from the DNC, telling me about the Flip The Senate Fund and suggesting I make a contribution.
4:00 p.m. - Message from the Southern Poverty Law Center, asking for a contribution.
5:33 p.m. - Another letter from Rev. Raphael Warnock sent by the DPG, asking for campaign contributions.
6:35 p.m. - Message from Jon Ossoff sent by the DNC, asking for campaign contributions.
I can't help but get the distinct feeling that folks want campaign contributions from me.
Tuesday, December 29, 2020
Monday, December 28, 2020
The Boycott
Sunday, December 27, 2020
Saturday, December 26, 2020
1:1,000
Friday, December 25, 2020
The War On Christmas Goes Tactical
Thursday, December 24, 2020
Wednesday, December 23, 2020
The Covids
Tuesday, December 22, 2020
Monday, December 21, 2020
All The Rats
Sunday, December 20, 2020
Today's POS - Goofball Doug Collins
Saturday, December 19, 2020
One More Post About Cyberpunk
Friday, December 18, 2020
Louder Than Milk
Tuesday, Loudermilk announced that he had tested positive for the covids, becoming the fourth Republican representative from Georgia to contract the virus. Republican Reps. Austin Scott, Rick Allen, and Drew Ferguson have previously tested positive for the virus.
If these clowns can't even keep themselves, their families, and their loved one safe from the pandemic, why in the world should I listen to anything they have to say about health care, pandemic response, and general hygiene? Sure if one got sick, shit happens and it can happen to any one of us. But four of the 14 congressmen? Do you think they even wash their hands? Even after using the toilet?
No need to worry about Loudermilk's health and well-being - as a Congressman, he has access to the best health care coverage this nation can provide, and for free. You, well you may not be so lucky. Loudermilk actively worked to repeal the Affordable Care Act, aka, Obamacare, stating “Obamacare has been an open wound for Americans, and we have to stop it before it gets any worse. Today, House Republicans took the first step in the healing process of our American healthcare system. This resolution does not repeal Obamacare, but it gives Congress the legislative tools to dismantle this harmful law and avoid continued filibustering by Democrats. We are excited to repeal it once and for all, helping all Americans have more choices, lower health service costs, and better care."
What an asswipe!
Thursday, December 17, 2020
Night City Revisited
Wednesday, December 16, 2020
Texas Revisited
As a reminder, this blog is now officially dedicated to, if not impeaching, at least deeply embarrassing the 126 U.S. Congressmen who signed onto Texas' ill-advised, unconstitutional, and downright traitorous lawsuit to throw out the votes of tens of thousands of voters here in Georgia and in three other states. But no one makes that task easier for us than Lone Star State rodeo clown, Dan "Deadeye" Crenshaw.
Yesterday, Crenshaw, under no apparent threat of blackmail or debilitating mental illness, posted a ludicrously over-the-top video of himself parachuting into Georgia to disenfranchise more voters here. Hilarious stuff, and now today hundreds of veterans have signed a letter calling on him to resign after a government watchdog report linked him to attempts by Veterans Affairs officials to discredit a woman who reported sexual assault at a VA hospital.
The veterans slammed Crenshaw for not “mustering the courage” to cooperate with the inspector general of the Department of Veterans Affairs. “His abuse of power as an elected member of Congress to smear a fellow veteran who works as a staffer in the same halls is disgraceful and unethical,” said the letter, which was signed by 494 veterans as of Wednesday morning. “As an elected member of the U.S. House of Representatives, Dan Crenshaw has failed to act in a manner that reflects credibly on the House and has broken the public trust necessary to represent his constituents and fellow veterans.”
I'd say we should impeach this motherfucker, but I think gravity and a lack of understanding of parachute mechanics will take care of America's Dan Crenshaw problem for us first.
Tuesday, December 15, 2020
Georgia Reloaded
Monday, December 14, 2020
The Hateful 126
Last week, 126 House Republicans signed their names to an antidemocratic attempt to toss out the votes of 20 million Americans in four states that gave Joe Biden the victory over Donald Jumbotron Trump, including members of the so-called GOP "leadership" ("so-called" and in quotations because they're not really leaders at all but just scared little beta sheep following their leader). Michael Steele, the former chair of the Republican National Committee, called this act "an offense to the Constitution and it leaves an indelible stain that will be hard for these 126 members to wipe off their political skin for a long time to come."
The Supreme Court ultimately decided the case had no merit and that the plaintiffs had no standing and declined to even hear the case, but even though the attempted soft coup failed, our elected officials still tried to overturn the will of the people. According to the U.S. Constitution, government derives its just powers from the consent of the governed, and in this case, the people's supposed representatives decided to put their own goals and interests ahead of that expressed by the American people.
In the closing scene of Quentin Tarantino's Inglorious Basterds, Brad Pitt's character uses a bowie knife to carve a swastika into the forehead of a German general before he defected to make sure that everyone in the future would know that he once was a Nazi. Beyond an "indelible stain," I wish there was some way that we would never forget who the treasonous, seditious congressmen who supported this unconstitutional coup were. Short of carving big letter T's into their foreheads, this blog will follow these traitors to the Constitution and delight in their eventual downfall.
Probably the worst of the worst were the congressmen from the four states the lawsuit sought to overturn. In effect, these people wanted to go to the Supreme Court to overturn the will of the very people who elected them to office. Here in Georgia, they were
- Rick Allen (not the drummer from the rock band Def Leppard but an Augusta congressman who once quoted Bible verses and told his fellow Republicans they were “going to hell” if they voted for the a vital spending bill because of an attached amendment that would protect LGBT workers.).
- Buddy Carter (a supposedly grown adult who still calls himself "Buddy." Need I say more?)
- Doug Collins (the ass-clown Trump enabler who last month lost in his Senate bid to Kelly Loeffler, and said some truly awful, hateful things following the death of Ruth Bader Ginsberg.)
- A. Drew Ferguson (who once had a biography of Robert E. Lee displayed under glass in his office, opened to a page highlighting the Confederate general’s racist ideology: “The blacks are immeasurably better off here than in Africa, morally, socially, and physically," etc.)
- Jody Hice (a pastor and radio show host who claims that Islam is not a religion but a geo-political structure and therefore is not deserving of First Amendment protection, and that there is a Muslim Brotherhood plot to take over the United States.)
- Barry Loudermilk (who likened the impeachment of Trump to the crucifixion of Jesus, stating on the Congressional record, "When Jesus was falsely accused of treason, Pontius Pilate gave Jesus the opportunity to face his accusers." Experts on religion say that Jesus did not in fact have the right to face his accusers while Trump, on the other hand, did have an opportunity to present a defense.)
- Austin Scott (staunchly opposed to health-care reform, he lead an effort in 2010 to pressure the Georgia Attorney General to file a lawsuit against the federal government over the Affordable Care Act, and then ironically tested positive for covid-19 ten years later.)
Do not, under any circumstance, ever vote for any of these seven. Doug Collins stands alone in this list as the only one who lost in the 2020 election (didn't his own concession to Awful Loeffler acknowledge the legitimacy of the very election he is now contesting?). Hopefully, he is now consigned to the trash heaps of history, but we need to keep an eye out for any attempted return, as well as for the political downfall of the other six.
In addition to Georgia, the lawsuit also sought to overturn votes in Pennsylvania, Michigan, and Wisconsin. Representatives of those states who signed onto the suit include to effectively disenfranchise their own constituencies are:
- Rep. Jack Bergman (R-Mich.)
- Rep. Bill Huizenga (R-Mich.)
- Rep. John Joyce (R-Pa.)
- Rep. Fred Keller (R-Pa.)
- Rep. Mike Kelly (R-Pa.)
- Rep. Dan Meuser (R-Pa.)
- Rep. John Moolenaar (R-Mich.)
- Rep. Scott Perry (R-Pa.)
- Rep. Guy Reschenthaler (R-Pa.)
- Rep. Glenn “GT” Thompson (R-Pa.)
- Rep. Tom Tiffany (R-Wisc.)
- Rep. Tim Walberg (R-Mich.)
Don't vote for any of them either.
Here's the list of the remaining cowards and traitors. Don't vote for any of these either (unless it's a vote for impeachment):
Alabama
- Robert B. Aderholt
- Mo Brooks
- Bradley Byrne
- Gary Palmer
- Mike D. Rogers
Arizona
- Andy Biggs
- Debbie Lesko
Arkansas
- Rick Crawford
California
- Ken Calvert
- Doug LaMalfa
- Kevin McCarthy (of course)
- Tom McClintock
Colorado
- Ken Buck
- Doug Lamborn
- Gus Bilirakis
- Mario Diaz-Balart
- Neal Dunn
- Matt "Frat-Boy" Gaetz
- Bill Posey
- John Rutherford
- Ross Spano
- Greg Steube
- Michael Waltz
- Daniel Webster (Republicans like to complain about "dead people voting," but I thought Webster died in 1852)
- Ted Yoho
Idaho
- Russ Fulcher
- Mike Simpson
Illinois
- Mike Bost
- Darin M. LaHood
Indiana
- James Baird
- Jim Banks
- Trey Hollingsworth
- Greg Pence
- Jackie Walorski
Iowa
- Known racist Steve King (who lost his re-election)
Kansas
- Ron Estes
- Roger Marshall
Louisiana
- Ralph Abraham
- Clay Higgins
- Mike Johnson
- Steve Scalise
Maryland
- Andy Harris
- Minnesota
- Tom Emmer
- Jim Hagedorn
- Pete Stauber
Mississippi
- Michael Guest
- Trent Kelly
- Steven Palazzo
Missouri
- Sam Graves
- Vicky Hartzler
- Billy Long
- Blaine Luetkemeyer
- Jason Smith
- Ann Wagner
Montana
- Greg Gianforte
Nebraska
- Jeff Fortenberry
- Adrian Smith
New Jersey
- Jefferson Van Drew
New York
- Elise Stefanik
- Lee Zeldin
North Carolina
- Dan Bishop
- Ted Budd
- Virginia Foxx
- Richard Hudson
- Greg Murphy
- David Rouzer
- Mark Walker
Ohio
- Bob Gibbs
- Bill Johnson
- Jim "Shirt-sleeves" Jordan
- Robert E. Latta
- Brad Wenstrup
Oklahoma
- Kevin Hern
- Markwayne Mullin
South Carolina
- Jeffrey Duncan
- Ralph Norman
- Tom Rice
- William Timmons
- Joe "You Lie!" Wilson
Tennessee
- Tim Burchett
- Scott DesJarlais
- Chuck Fleischmann
- Mike Green
- David Kustoff
- John Rose
Texas (which filed the lawsuit in the first place)
- Jodey Arrington
- Brian Babin
- Kevin Brady
- Michael C. Burgess
- Michael Cloud
- K. Michael Conaway
- Dead-Eye Dan Crenshaw
- Bill Flores
- Louie Gohmert (the one man who can make Steve Scalise look smart by comparison)
- Lance Gooden
- Kenny Marchant
- Randy Weber
- Roger Williams
- Ron Wright
Virginia
- Ben Cline
- Morgan Griffith
- Robert J. Wittman
Washington
- Cathy McMorris Rodgers
- Dan Newhouse
- Carol Miller
- Alex Mooney
Sunday, December 13, 2020
Ted Gets Owned
Saturday, December 12, 2020
Friday, December 11, 2020
Cyberpunk, Redux
- "Supreme Court Rejects Texas Lawsuit To Overturn Georgia Election Results." Fuck you, Texas, You always were a headache and you always were a bore. And your football teams still suck.
- "FDA Approves Pfizer Vaccine for Emergency Use." Yesterday, 2,923 Americans died from covid-19. Let's no hurt our arms patting ourselves on the back for too little covid response too late.
- "Senate Overwhelmingly Approves Defense Bill Renaming Confederate Bases, Overriding Trump's Chances To Veto." Hah, hah, "good people on both sides," indeed.
- "55% in New Fox News Poll Say US Is Worse Off That It Was 4 Years Ago." Somehow, as the Fox hosts will spin it, it's all Obama and Biden's fault.
- "Trump Is Desperate To Avoid Rape Accuser E. Jean Carroll in Court."
- "QAnon Supporting GOP Candidate From Louisiana Arrested for Child Pornography." They always seemed obsessed with kiddie porn.
Thursday, December 10, 2020
Cyberpunk
For the uninitiated, modern video games can be played on high-end gaming PCs or on consoles, like the Sony PlayStation or the Microsoft Xbox. The design is somewhat different for each platform, and depending on the game designer, some run great on PlayStation, but not so well on PC or Xbox,. and others on the Xbox, but not so much on the other two platforms. I've been running Cyberpunk all day today on my PC, and it's running fine - no bugs, terrific graphics, and good frame rates. I've seen people complain about the game on line, but they all seem to be PlayStation or Xbox users, so it appears that Cyberpunk is a game designed for PC but not so much for consoles.
I won't reveal any spoilers here or say anything specific about the game content, but I will say that so far it seems to be very richly detailed, with lots and lots of activities and side quests and random encounters. The mind reels thinking of the thousands of man-hours that must have gone into the design. I just finished the "braindance" sequence (those who've played early parts of the game will know what I'm talking about), and I have to say that it's obvious that a LOT of imagination went into that one scene alone. There was like a 15-minute tutorial sequence just to prep you for the 30-minute scene. That bodes well for the rest of the game.
I started playing around 9:30 this morning, took a break for lunch and a few phone calls (I've finally got someone under contract to repair my house!), and then resumed playing until 7:30, when I broke to post this review. I'll probably be up late tonight playing away.
Cyberpunk 2077 was produced by the studio CD Project Red, who previously produced The Witcher 3, a game that many (myself included) consider to be among the best video games ever. The expectations for this new game were sky-high, and then after literally years of development, CRPR delayed release of the game on multiple occasions, saying that wanted to tweak one feature or another. Ever the ethical and responsible game developer (a rarity these days), they didn't want to rush out a game that still had bugs or other issues, regardless of how highly the game was anticipated. The delays, however, only served to heighted the suspense and the anticipation, which only made them want all the more to make sure it was perfect, and on the cycle went all through this virus-begotten year of the plague. But it finally was released today, and the wait was worth it.
Sleep log: I didn't go to bed until 12:30 a.m, last night, mostly because I nodded off at around 11:00, and then slept until 3:00. I got right back to sleep but woke up again at 5:00 a.m., and after a while was able to fall asleep once more until my 7:00 a.m. alarm. With the interruptions, I'd say I got about 5½ to 6 hours of sleep, which is still pretty darn good for me as of late.
Wednesday, December 09, 2020
New Wave Dreams
For those of you keeping score at home, I got 6¾ hours of sleep last night. I purposely stayed up a little late to make sure that I fell fully asleep once I did go to bed, even if I did start nodding out as early as 10:00 p.m. I woke up once at around 3:00 a.m. but was able to get right back to sleep again, and then woke a second time at 6:45, a mere 15 minutes before my 7:00 a.m. alarm. 6¾ isn't eight hours of sleep, but it's still pretty good for me as of late and I'll take it.
Yesterday, I noticed that HBO Max includes access to Turner Classic Movies, and that TCM includes several vintage French nouvelle-vague films. Yesterday, I watched Jean-Luc Godard's 1967 Weekend, and today I watched 1962's My Life To Live (Vivre sa vie). I think I've fallen in love with Anna Karina all over again. I still have Masculin Feminin, 2 Or 3 Things I Know About Her, and of course Breathless in the queue. They've got Truffaut, too (The 400 Blows, Jules and Jim, Shoot The Piano Player), and even Luis Bunuel's Belle de Jour. Some great retro entertainment to satisfy the cinema nerd in me.
Tuesday, December 08, 2020
I Got 8 Hours of Sleep Last Night!
A virtual friend on Facebook wrote that recently she's been feeling like it's 10 or 11 at night when it's only 6 or 7. Lately, I've been feeling the same way too.
Call it the coronavirus lockdown. Call it retirement. Call it a combination of coronavirus lockdown and retirement, but my circadean rhythms are completely out of whack.
Just last month, I found it impossible to go to sleep before 1 a.m., and some nights found me up until 3 or 4 a.m. Lately, I can't stay awake past 9:00 p.m., and have fallen asleep in front of the television or at my PC regardless of how compelling the entertainment has been.
And then I wake up after only two or three hours and can't go back to sleep at all. I've tried to make the best of it and have gotten some quality reading time in between the hours of 4:00 and 7:00 a.m. Lately, those have been my most lucid hours. But for most of the daylight-time day, I've been a groggy mess, running on only three of four hours of sleep, napping three or four times a day but never getting any real rest. For the past few weeks, my average waking time has been around 5:30 a.m., but as recently as last October, it was closer to 10:00.
Insomnia: you're never fully asleep and you're never fully awake.
I've tried to make the best of it and just go with the flow. What difference does it make at what hours I sleep and at what hours I'm awake, as long as I'm getting enough hours of sleep somewhere in there? I can be a night owl one month and a morning lark the next. But in practice, my body gets confused, and wants to stay awake when I'm trying to sleep and tries to go to sleep when I intend to be awake.
So last night, when I found myself nodding out at 10:00 p.m., I went to bed and was fast asleep by 11:00. Although I fully expected to awaken again after only a couple of hours, I was delighted that the next thing I heard was the radio alarm going off at 7:00 a.m. Eight hours of uninterrupted sleep! I felt like a new man all day.
Is this the start of a new sleep cycle? Can I repeat last night's results this evening? Or will my well-rested brain wake itself up in the middle of the night and refuse to quiet down again? Oh sweet mysteries of Morpheus. When will you next take me into your embrace, and when will you next cast me asunder?
Monday, December 07, 2020
Sunday, December 06, 2020
I Voted!
Saturday, December 05, 2020
Raised By Wolves
Friday, December 04, 2020
House Update
I'm finally getting some traction on the repairs following the massive tree that fell on my house back in October. I spent Tuesday through today interviewing and showing the damage to three separate contractors, and have finally selected a team for the job - Thompson Restoration and Up Top Roofing. Preliminary work (asbestos testing) starts Monday. Soon this will all be a memory.
Thursday, December 03, 2020
Wednesday, December 02, 2020
NY Times: 2,596 Trades in One Term: Inside Senator Perdue’s Stock Portfolio
"Along with Senator Kelly Loeffler, a fellow Georgia Republican, Mr. Perdue faces an unusual runoff election in January. With control of the Senate at stake, and amid renewed concern about the potential for conflicts of interest in stock trading by members of Congress, Mr. Perdue’s investment activity — and especially his numerous well-timed trades — has increasingly come into the public glare.
Last week, The New York Times reported that the Justice Department had investigated the senator for possible insider trading in his sale of more than $1 million worth of stock in a financial-analysis firm, Cardlytics. Ultimately, prosecutors declined to bring charges. Other media outlets have revealed several trades in companies whose business dealings fall under the jurisdiction of Mr. Perdue’s committees."
Tuesday, December 01, 2020
Awful Loeffler
Monday, November 30, 2020
I Got Something Done Today!
The third try was the charm - a new water heater and a new toilet were installed in the unsellable condo in Vinings today!
I didn't retire because I wanted places to be at 9:00 am in the next county over, but you gotta do what you gotta do, and in this case perseverance paid off.
Probably the lowest priority item in my "To Do" list, but at least it's something. Next up - new roof on the house.
Sunday, November 29, 2020
Meanwhile, In the Wild West . . .
As if living a new post-career life wasn't enough of a challenge, then the coronavirus pandemic came along with all of its the social distancing, hygiene requirements, and anxieties. And then after eight months of that, a tree falls on my house, destroys my roof, and I can't get contractors to come by to so much as even give me a quote.
My refuge in all of this has been meditation drinking masturbation video games. I finished playing Detroit: Become Human (highly recommended) and started on the oddly titled Disco Elysium, which I didn't enjoy (too much text reading and long, pointless conversations). I quit Disco before finishing the game as playing felt more like a chore than a diversion, and this Thanksgiving weekend, I've started playing Red Dead Redemption 2. It's a good game, at least so far, and one thing I really like is the very satisfying sense of escapism derived from just mounting a horse and riding across the Wild West open-world environment. Don't even need a task or a mission, although there are plenty of both in the game, just ride around and enjoy the scenery. The game is a very good horse-riding simulator.
Now that the long Thanksgiving weekend is finally coming to a close, I should have better luck with contractors next week. Hopefully, I can get something done before Christmas. If not, I can just keep riding my favorite mare (I've named her "Twitchy") through the Rockies.
Saturday, November 28, 2020
Thursday, November 26, 2020
Wednesday, November 25, 2020
I'm Annoyed
And I don't want to explain why. Not that I don't want you to know, dear reader, but I know that if I retell the whole story of why I'm annoyed right now, it will just annoy me further. Suffice it to say it involves the cumulative frustration of trying to get a quote on my roof repairs from unresponsive contractors while simultaneously trying to get what should have been some relatively simple and straight-forward plumbing work done on the condo. Suffice it to say that despite my efforts all of this week, I'm no further along on either front than I was at the end of last week, and now the holidays are here. Oh, that and it's raining today, hard, for the first time since the tree fell on my house back in October.
All I want for Christmas is a new roof over my head, and a new water heater and toilet at the condo.
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Darwin Day
Monday, November 23, 2020
Pic Unrelated
I'm not sure what her point was. I'm sure that 99.8% of people who run red lights survive - sometimes there's not even a collision, and other times, both parties can walk away from the collision. Should we do away with traffic signals, or at least enforcement of traffic laws?
Also, she's wrong. To date, a distressing 12,400,000 Americans and counting have contracted the covids. Computer modelling by the University of Washington indicates there may be a total of 20 million cases by the time Joe Biden takes office in late January. As of this evening, 257,117 of the infected have died.
Quick math - 257,117 divided by 12,400,000 equals 0.0207, or 2.1%.
2.1% of Americans who've contracted the covids have died. 97.1%, not 99.8%, survived.
Still, 97.1% doesn't sound too bad. But consider this, those survivors continue to shed the virus and infect other people, so the total number of infections will increase, as will the total number of deaths. Many survivors have reported lingering respiratory issues even after they test negative for the virus, and since it's still so new, a "novel" coronavirus, we still don't know all of the long-term effects. And finally, over a quarter million dead Americans from the disease is something to be taken more seriously than a rounding error in some actuarial calculation.
But the worst part is it's largely preventable. We know how to limit it's spread - social isolation, strict quarantine and contact tracing for positive cases, wearing face masks in public, washing hands, etc. Pleases where this was done (e.g., New Zealand, several American states before they gave up on the effort) saw complete to partial abatement of the virus. No one has to suffer, no one had to die. You just need to act like an adult and wear a face mask and try to avoid sharing air with other people until the vaccine arrives.
Sunday, November 22, 2020
Meanwhile, In Florida
Over 12 million cases in the U.S. to date, and nearing 200,000 new cases a day. Over a quarter million deaths to date, and nearing 2,000 deaths per day. 3,700 people out of 100,000 (3.7%, or roughly one for every 27 citizens) have been infected so far in the United States.
And these maskless idiots decide Friday was a good night to pack a Fort Lauderdale sports bar.
Karma: the direct consequence of our actions. We deserve the sickness we get.
Saturday, November 21, 2020
Cats
For about a decade now, I've been observing my two pet cats.
The problem with observing our pets, especially for those of us without training in behavioral biology, is that we tend to anthropomorphize them and to assume that we humans are the center of their feline universe. To be sure, we're an important component of it, but their world is not necessarily anthropocentric.
A lot of big words. What I've observed is that although they do recognize their names - as well as the name of the other cat - their minds work in a language-free manner so that although when one hears the word "Eliot," while he knows that it's a reference to him, he does not think "That's me." He just knows that I've made a sound particular to him and not the other cat or, for that matter, the toaster, the sofa, or the sound of rainfall in the evening.
Imagine what it's like to think without words, without mental symbols to represent things and actions. Cats are very attuned to sounds - they have truly remarkable hearing - and they've learned that the sound of the pantry door opening around, oh, 7:00 pm means that dinner is about to be served. They've also learned that when I make the noise that goes "eat," it means that I'm probably going to go to the pantry to get their food. But they don't assign that particular "eat" sound to the specific action of them consuming their dinner, or to my mental intention of preparing their meal. It's just a sound they tend to hear before dinner and they've come to associate with part of the mealtime ritual. Think of it this way - we don't think of the sound of a car engine starting up as an articulated intention of driving somewhere - it's merely the sound of an internal combustion engine. Same with that "eat" sound that I make or the squeak of the pantry door. They're both just sounds that they've come to associate with the early onset of the evening meal.
So to go a little deeper, since they don't have language or any other mental symbols for the things in the world or of specific actions, they don't have a way to re-telling themselves stories of past events. There was that night the scary sounds of thunder were outside, and that very scary night the tree came crashing down on my roof, but they have no means of re-creating those events in their minds. They haven't forgotten it, necessarily, but it isn't a memory that can be recalled and studied in their minds.
So without language, without a way of separating the universe into discretely identifiable objects, and without stories or any kind of personal history, they really don't have a sense of "self." Chicken-or-the-egg: do they not have a sense of self because they don't have a personal historical narrative, or do they not have a personal historical narrative because there's no "self" to have that experience? To apply the question to ourselves, what are we apart from the stories we tell ourselves?
Cats are like human infants before self-awareness and ego consciousness develop. They can learn by repetition and with enough time they realize that certain sounds, including my words, tend to precede certain actions, like feeding or petting, but they don't have a sense of personal history, a narrative that goes, "I was once a feral cat sleeping on random porches until a kind human let me into his house." Or even, "two nights ago, there were a lot of scary sounds, but it seems calmer tonight."
They do experience hunger and fear, they enjoy affection, a meal, and a sunny spot in the afternoon, and they even experience an occasional sense of jealousy or unfairness "The other cat is getting a treat but I am not," although of course it is not articulated like that in their minds.
It's hard for me to even imagine what the feline experience must be like, to feel, to emote, and even to dream (I've heard them vocalizing in their sleep and seen them moving their legs while unconscious, so I know they dream) without words, without mental models, without a personal history, and without ego awareness.
The lesson here is that for us humans, our sense of self-identity, the ego, our very so-called "soul," is but a mental construct that arises from a language-enabled mind that recalls experiences and sensations and melds them into a personal history, a narrative, and then identifies the constant presence in that narrative as "I." Language, as William S. Burroughs famously noted, is a virus from outer space.
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