Don't forget to feed the Cat Sith!

Halloween is Saturday night, but you knew that. Did you also know that Saturday night is Samhain? That means this Saturday night it would be a really good idea to put out a saucer of milk for a Cat Sith. Here's why:

On Samhain, it was believed that a Cat Sìth would bless any house that left a saucer of milk out for it to drink, and those houses that did not let out a saucer of milk would be cursed into having all of their cows' milk dry.

a Cat Sith may have company Friday night

Photo by J. Harrington

The stock market has been going down steeply this week. There's a very significant election in which the voting ends next Tuesday. The current national regime has admitted it can't beat the COVID-19 virus. That virus is what's claimed to be responsible for the downturn in the US stock market. The value of stocks is a significant element in Individual Retirement Accounts and pension plans which provide income to a large and growing portion of the US population. Stocks are sort of our version of cows' milk, and we don't want to see them go dry. That means we need to suppress the COVID virus. That means this is not a good time to take a chance on many of US being cursed by a Sith Cat with a curse that could keep a qualified, capable, knowledgable, administration from being elected, based on the voting that ends Tuesday, and peacefully taking charge next January. So, four words to remember: Saturday; night; saucer; milk. Also, be sure to #VoteBlue!

Black Cat

Rainer Maria Rilke - 1875-1926

A ghost, though invisible, still is like a place
your sight can knock on, echoing; but here
within this thick black pelt, your strongest gaze
will be absorbed and utterly disappear:

just as a raving madman, when nothing else
can ease him, charges into his dark night
howling, pounds on the padded wall, and feels
the rage being taken in and pacified.

She seems to hide all looks that have ever fallen
into her, so that, like an audience,
she can look them over, menacing and sullen,
and curl to sleep with them. But all at once

as if awakened, she turns her face to yours;
and with a shock, you see yourself, tiny,
inside the golden amber of her eyeballs
suspended, like a prehistoric fly.

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