Lalalalala We’re Not Listening

A quarter of the world’s animals are going to die, the economy’s collapsing, oh woe is us; woe, woe and thrice woe. It’s all getting rather too apocalyptic for comfort. What to do? Panic? I don’t do panic. Gloom and depthless pessimism, yes, panic no, but what I’m best at is just shutting my eyes and pretending it’s not happening.

So this afternoon I’m hiding my head in YouTube and watching cute angry kittens and foxes on trampolines. Care to join me?

No! My cake! Angry kitten=cute. It’s an immutable physical law.

Foxes like to bounce? Really?

Yes really. So do cats:

and so do small yappy dogs and another cat and another yappy dog, but as Martin so rightly pointed out, anything done at double speed to Yakety Sax is funny.

Bonus clip: to end on a note of dramatic tension – will Kitty make it to safety before getting squatlicated by the window-cat?

Well, at least Obama won’t bomb, bomb Iran…

You can’t expect too much from a presidential debate of course, as everything has both to be filtered through the Beltway Consensus and be spoonfed to idiots (Or do I repeat myself), but this is disappointing nonetheless. A lot of blather about whether or not the president should meet with Iran without “pre-conditions”, but nothing from Obama that challenges the lie that Iran is developing nuclear weapons and is therefore a threat to Israel. Instead, we get Obama’s good cop, diplomacy first shtick versus McCain’s hardline “bomb, bomb, bomb Iran” bad cop act.