Greetings, my reading comrades. It came to the human’s attention today that some comrades new to my posts have been confused about my identity. While in the past, I have sometimes maintained the anonymity required as a “mole” for justice, I am now open about who I am.
My human-given name is Ruti. I’ve asked the human not to write the real story about how I was
given that name – except to say that it was in response to my cuteness as a two month old Manx kitten. (Think about what Ruti could rhyme with.) Here I am patiently explaining to our human that I absolutely need to go out! (I am organizing the cats and other comrades in our neighborhood to take over the world – a world the humans are managing very badly.)
I began writing about sixteen months ago on the Evil Empire (Facebook) on a page for anarchists who post pictures of cats. At the time, I had been diagnosed with terminal mouth cancer with not very long to live. I realized that I needed to get the message of the workers out to the world before I went to the big organizing meeting in the sky. The human decided that I could have anything I wanted in what was left of my life – that part was wonderful. I have lived, as it were, for about year as a Fat Cat. Then the vet looked in my mouth and the cancer was gone. Now, there isn’t as much whipped cream, but I’m relieved to have more time to educate, organize and foment rebellion. (I love that word “foment” – and how often do you get to use it?)
My trailer mates and I formed the Feline Liberation Front (FLF). We are joined by squirrels, javelinas, raccoons, skunks, a few dogs and, now, by a noble comrade living in New York City. Pizza Rat is the essence of a true scuffling survivor. I believe he is one of the few Workers of the World left. Much as I often worry about the power of the internet to remove humans from reality, I am overjoyed that Pizza Rat’s story has gone – as they say – viral.
I am happy to answer questions about any of my theories and practices. Please write me c/o the human’s website here. And, if you are in contact with her, please urge her to let me out at night.
Today’s mewsing: Pay attention, humans, to what we are working so hard to tell you. And order your pizza with extra cheese
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