Mental Health Break

(Sorry, Scottie, the entire thing is poetic, but there are cats! And dogs. The reading is easy, no worries, and plenty of photos. Just enjoy! -A)

You’ve read of several kinds of Cat, And my opinion now is that You should need no interpreter You To understand their character. You now have learned enough to see That Cats are much like you and me by Worriedman, Read on Substack

THE AD-DRESSING OF CATS – TS Eliot

And other people whom we find
Possessed of various types of mind.
For some are sane and some are mad
And some are good and some are bad
And some are better, some are worse —
But all may be described in verse.
You’ve seen them both at work and games,
And learnt about their proper names,
Their habits and their habitat:
But

How would you ad-dress a Cat?

So first, your memory I’ll jog,
And say: A CAT IS NOT A DOG.

Now Dogs pretend they like to fight;
They often bark, more seldom bite;


But yet a Dog is, on the whole,
What you would call a simple soul.


Of course I’m not including Pekes,
And such fantastic canine freaks.
The usual Dog about the Town
Is much inclined to play the clown,
And far from showing too much pride
Is frequently undignified.
He’s very easily taken in —
Just chuck him underneath the chin
Or slap his back or shake his paw,
And he will gambol and guffaw.
He’s such an easy-going lout,
He’ll answer any hail or shout.

Again I must remind you that
A Dog’s a Dog

— A CAT’S A CAT.

With Cats, some say, one rule is true:
Don’t speak till you are spoken to.
Myself, I do not hold with that –
I say, you should ad-dress a Cat.
But always keep in mind that he
Resents familiarity.


I bow, and taking off my hat,
Ad-dress him in this form: O CAT!


But if he is the Cat next door,
Whom I have often met before
(He comes to see me in my flat)
I greet him with an OOPSA CAT!


I’ve heard them call him James Buz-James —


But we’ve not got so far as names.
Before a Cat will condescend
To treat you as a trusted friend,


Some little token of esteem
Is needed, like a dish of cream;


And you might now and then supply
Some caviare, or Strassburg Pie,
Some potted grouse, or salmon paste —
He’s sure to have his personal taste.
(I know a Cat, who makes a habit
Of eating nothing else but rabbit,
And when he’s finished, licks his paws
So’s not to waste the onion sauce.)
A Cat’s entitled to expect
These evidences of respect.
And so in time you reach your aim,


And finally call him by his NAME.

So this is this, and that is that:
And there’s how you AD-DRESS A CAT

In Today’s GoComics,

Doonesbury

By Garry Trudeau

Especially Excellent Clay Jones!

Reciprocal Penguins by Clay Jones

Trump is putting tariffs on places where there are no exports…or humans. Read on Substack

The two major things about tariffs that Donald Trump doesn’t know are that tariffs are taxes and trade wars don’t work.

Trump may finally be starting to understand it’s American consumers who pay for tariffs, as he said in February that we may feel a little “disturbance” from them, and the “ultimate fruits of tariffs will be worth the pain.” In Trumpese, that means there’s going to be a HUGE disturbance (like living next door to a frat house) and pain, similar to a barbed wire catheter.

The people who don’t feel pain from tariffs are rich people, especially billionaire assholes like Trump and Elon Musk. Dickless fucos don’t have to worry about barbed wire catheters.

Trump called yesterday “Liberation Day,” which doesn’t make sense at all when it leads to Americans paying higher prices. By the way, I was in a grocery store last night, and the cheapest dozen of eggs was $5.35, and they got as high as $7 plus.

In yesterday’s announcement, Trump said, “For years, hardworking American citizens who were forced to sit on the sidelines as other nations got rich and powerful, much of it at our expense. But now it’s our turn to prosper and in so doing, use trillions and trillions of dollars to reduce our taxes and pay down our national debt.”

This is bullshit because the United States has the largest Gross Domestic Product (GDP). We have the largest economy in the world (thanks, Joe Biden). Our GDP is $90,000. By comparison with another rich nation, Germany’s is $58,000. This is also how Trump acts at tax time, crying that his buildings aren’t worth the amount he claims on loan applications.

Tariffs don’t reduce our taxes. It’s an additional tax. For the dunderheads who may be reading this, let’s say you increase tariffs on products coming from Heard Island, where only penguins live. Since penguins don’t actually export anything, we’ll have to make something up. Let’s say they export shiny rocks because I think I read somewhere that before a dude penguin can shag a nice lady penguin, he has to give her a shiny rock. So, these penguins are exporting shiny impressive rocks for wooing, and suddenly they have to pay a ten percent export tax to sell in the United States. The importer, NOT the exporting penguins, has to pay this tax. Do you think Walmart eats this ten percent? Of course not. You do, or whoever shops where they sell shiny penguin rocks from Heard Island (and McDonald Island.

Also, you can’t pay off the national debt with tariffs. The tariffs are designed to discourage Americans from purchasing foreign goods. If that works, then nobody’s going to pay those tariffs. The other idea is to force other nations to lower their tariffs, and if that works, then we lower ours again, and nobody’s paying for those high tariffs.

Ya see, kids, if the shiny rocks become too expensive for American consumers, then they stop buying them, and then the penguins will stop exporting them. That’s called supply and demand.

By the way, the shiny-rock trick works with humans, too. The rocks are just more expensive.

I’m not an expert on tariffs (nor shiny rocks), but it seems I understand it a lot better than the President (sic) of the United States. Feel free to correct me in the comments if I’m wrong on any of this.

Trump also said during his announcement, “The United States charges other countries only a 2.4 percent tariff on motorcycles. Meanwhile, Thailand and others are charging much higher prices, like 60 percent. India charges 70 percent, Vietnam charges 75 percent, and others are even higher than that. Likewise, until today, the United States has for decades charged a 2.5 tariff. Think of that 2.5 percent on foreign-made automobiles. The European Union charges us more than 10 percent tariffs.”

All that’s complicated as tariffs from a specific nation aren’t usually a flat rate, but are different per product. First, Trump’s numbers are wrong. Secondly, while we have low tariffs for imported cars, we charge a 25 percent tariff on pickup trucks, which is higher than what Europe charges for imported cars.

Trump ignores that Europe is our largest trading partner, and if they retaliate with “reciprocal” tariffs, then that hurts American manufacturers, and then DOGE won’t be the only one firing American workers.

Trump said, “Toyota sells 1 million foreign-made automobiles into the United States, and General Motors sells almost none. Ford sells very little. None of our companies are allowed to go into other countries.”

More lies. Our cars can go into other countries. China loves large American cars while Japan, which is a smaller nation geographically, does not. It’s not that our cars can’t be sold in Japan, but it’s that Japanese drivers don’t want them. Until two years ago, General Motors sold more cars in China than they did in the United States.

Trump said, “And with countries like Canada, you know, we subsidize a lot of countries and keep them going and keep them in business. In the case of Mexico, it’s $300 billion a year. In the case of Canada, it’s close to $200 billion a year.”

Lies. Our trade deficit with Mexico is NOT $300 billion but instead, it’s $172 billion. With Canada, it’s NOT $200 billion, but instead, $45 billion. These numbers are extremely easy to look up.

Trump said, “Canada, by the way, imposes a 250 to 300 percent tariff on many of our dairy products. They do the first, the first can of milk, they do the first little carton of milk at a very low price. But after that it gets bad, and then it gets up to 275, 300 percent.”

The truth is, this was the case, but it was renegotiated in the North American Free Trade Agreement during Trump’s first term (sic).

Trump also gave a history lesson. “Then in 1913, for reasons unknown to mankind, they established the income tax so that citizens, rather than foreign countries, would start paying the money necessary to run our government. Then, in 1929, it all came to a very abrupt end with the Great Depression, and it would have never happened if they had stayed with the tariff policy; it would have been a much different story.”

Trump sucks at history because the reasons are known. Lower-income people pay tariffs, so an income tax was added with the expectation wealthier Americans would take more of the burden, but as we have learned since 1913, Billionaire assholes aren’t all that ethical. I heard about one billionaire who doesn’t pay his contractors, lawyers, or taxes.

Trump says the Great Depression wouldn’t have hit if America “had stayed with the tariff policy,” yet it’s the tariff policy, the Smoot-Hawley Act, that raised tariffs, started a trade war that decreased world trade by 66 percent, and contributed to the Great Depression and World War II. Herbert Hoover signed Smoot-Hawley into law. The Northwest Progressive Institute ranks Hoover as our 39th best president. It ranks Trump dead last, and he hasn’t even started his depression and World War III yet.

Bragging about tariffs from his first term (sic), Trump said, “If you look at China, I took in hundreds of billions of dollars in my term.”

Lies. He took in $75 billion from China, paid by American consumers, and had to bail out American farmers at the cost of $28 billion to American taxpayers after China retaliated. What you wanna bet those farmers voted for Trump? Yee-haw, fuckers.

Now, what do penguins have to do with any of this?

Heard Island and McDonald Islands are among several “external territories” of Australia that Trump has hit with ten percent tariffs. The World Bank’s data says the United States imported $1.4 million of products from Heard Island and McDonald Island in 2022, nearly all of which were “machinery and electrical” imports.

What makes those numbers suspect is that it’s believed no human has set foot on either island in the past decade. With the islands closer to Antartica than to Perth, it takes a two-week boat ride to get to the islands (they don’t have airports). The life you find on these islands are seals and birds, and the birds are mostly four species of penguins. Those penguins are king, gentoo, macaroni, and eastern rockhopper. I did not know there was a macaroni penguin. That’s the kind of shit that distracts me from finishing a blog because I have to Google “macaroni penguins.” Holy crap, they have huge yellow eyebrows.

The tariffs on two of the most remote islands in the world where no products are exported from, or where humans don’t even visit, proves that the Trump administration hasn’t fully studied tariffs. If they’re placing tariffs on penguins, then how much have they studied the tariffs they’re placing on the French or British? How high are the tariffs on Thighland and Yo-Semite? Shit, don’t steal that for a cartoon, my political-cartooning colleagues!

Also, these tariffs are NOT reciprocal, as Trump claims. It’s not like those penguins were charging us a ten percent tariff to start this trade war.

Penguins are notorious for not paying their debts. If you loan a penguin ten bucks, you will never see that ten bucks again, and he’ll probably waste it all on anchovies. How are we supposed to collect tariff taxes from freeloading flightless birds? All those penguins in zoos are on welfare and don’t pay for food or housing. And I hear the seals aren’t much better. They do more arfing than tariff-paying. The Internal Australian Revenue Service has reported it has never received a payment from penguins, and not even in shiny rocks. Penguins are almost as bad at paying their bills as Donald Trump.

We’ll see penguins fly before we ever see a check.

Creative note: I would have done something on a McDonald’s tariff, Trump’s favorite food, if penguins weren’t a part of the story.

Music note: I listened to Collective Soul.

Drawn in 30 seconds: (snip-go see it)

Allies Being Allies, Bravely

(It’s all here except a Facebook post, because the page is jam-packed with active ads. But this deserves to be known, wherever you read it. -A.

‘They belong here’: In defiance of Trump, Guster shares Kennedy Center stage with canceled children’s musical

Guster welcomed the cast of the children’s musical “Finn” to the Kennedy Center over the weekend after the center’s Trump-appointed board canceled its national tour.

Guster shared the Kennedy Center stage with the cast of children's musical "Finn" on Saturday, March 29.
Guster shared the Kennedy Center stage with the cast of children’s musical “Finn” on Saturday, March 29. Charles Sykes/Invision/AP

By Kevin Slane April 1, 2025 2 minutes to read

Guster won’t be playing PorchFest this year, but the alt-rock band originally formed in Somerville still knows how to draw headlines when it takes the stage.

When Guster performed at the Kennedy Center over the weekend with the National Symphony Orchestra, it brought out a special guest: The cast of the children’s musical “Finn.”

After opening at the Kennedy Center to strong reviews in November and December 2024, the Kennedy Center-commissioned musical was supposed to begin a national tour this year. “Finn” — about a young shark who “wants to let out his inner fish” — was co-created by Chris Nee, the openly gay creator of the popular children’s TV show “Doc McStuffins.”

But after President Donald Trump took over as chairman of the arts institute in February — firing its board of trustees and installing allies including White House Deputy Chief of Staff Dan Scavino and Fox News hosts Laura Ingraham and Maria Bartiromo in their place — the planned national tour for “Finn” was canceled.

“We will soon announce a new Board, with an amazing Chairman, DONALD J. TRUMP!” Trump wrote on Truth Social in February. “Just last year, the Kennedy Center featured Drag Shows specifically targeting our youth — THIS WILL STOP.”

According to Deadline, the new regime at the Kennedy Center cited financial considerations when canceling the musical’s planned tour, but “the musical’s theme of tolerance and acceptance – the young gray shark named Finn ultimately decides to let out his ‘inner fish’ by adopting a vibrantly colored and glittery new appearance – has been widely interpreted as at least a contributing factor in the tour’s axing.”

During Friday evening’s show, Guster brought the cast of “Finn” on stage to accompany the band on its song “Hard Times.”

Guster lead singer Ryan Miller addressed the audience before bringing the cast on stage, talking about his friendship with “Finn” co-creator Michael Kooman.

“As the new administration has made abundantly clear, ‘Finn’’s themes of inclusivity, love, and self-acceptance aren’t going to be welcome in this building while they are in control,” Miller said. “Tonight our band is here to say our stage is your stage. We are your allies, we stand with the LGBTQ community, and we want you to sing with us.

“Please welcome the cast of ‘Finn’ and composer Michael Kooman,” Miller concluded. “They belong here.”

In a Facebook post on Monday, the band wrote that it left the Kennedy Center “imbued with energy, purpose, and righteousness.”

“Reflecting on the weekend and feeling so grateful for our fans,” the band wrote. “Many of you were hesitant to enter the charged atmosphere at the Kennedy Center but trusted us to navigate these shows with purpose and showed up as your fullest most spirited selves.”

“I think all of us, and it’s like 5000 of us over the weekend, left that venue feeling the power of music to heal and refresh,” the post continued. “And the power of community to overcome. (snip unembeddable Facebook post)

Kevin Slane

Staff Writer

Eye Candy +Good Laughs

More fun with book covers-everybody welcome! No April Fools, simply foolery in April.

(P.S.: I have an ad blocker. If there is an orange box when you read this, just click on “I’ll fix it later.” My ad blocker won’t make that box show on your computer when you open the SBTB page to see all the covers and read all the snark, but your ad blocker might. Go ahead! Enjoy.)

Abundant Beauty

The roofs are shining from the rain./The sparrows tritter as they fly,/And with a windy April grace/The little clouds go by. by Worriedman

Sara Teasdale – “April” Read on Substack

The rest of the poem-

Yet the back-yards are bare and brown
With only one unchanging tree–
I could not be so sure of Spring
Save that it sings in me.

Sara Teasdale is a great poet!

Melting snow and cold March rain bring the April flowers.

Daffodils,-

Crocus –

This lovely lady was at the stable yesterday.

She stayed 20 foot away from me for quite awhile, then finally decided I was worth a visit –

The first clematis blooms –

Mandevilla, also known as rocktrumpet or dipladenia ( it’s not a dipladenia – the two are often confused – I can’t remember the difference)

A cat for Caturday!

That’s all I have room for – Thanks for dropping by! (snip)

2 Diverse Poems by Diverse Women

As always, click on the titles to see more about each poet, and why she wrote her work posted here.

1951, Brenda Hillman 1951 –

Was it odd to be born?

Was it odd to be born 
when women wore rick-rack

& the sun was a bracelet of yes? 
  
When wind bent dandelions in puffy winglets, 
& wisdom did raise her voice & not say
 weed &

when the toad did raise its spikes at the same time 
                 as federal codes 
                      & the try-to-be-perfect raised its voice?

Did the clang of copper collectors & the too-many lawns 
                 begin in Arizona

 
while peel-paint steeples rose over dirt for the prism 
                                  of progress,
 
            
                 minerals torn from mines with no mouths
but you had a mouth & sang early?

When nuclear testing began north of love
& the Remington computer was placed in office use,

when there was just as much beauty & sex as later,
while some lay down at drive-ins in Chevies on seats
                        the color of crushed 
                 berries & phone calls went up to a dime?

When Congress loaned money to countries because their grains had 
ancient fungus 
claviceps purpuria that caused 
          visions & swelling 
under the silent claw of the predator?

Was shame in you born before beauty? 
Was beauty was shame was beauty?

As white gravel spread under the white churches 
as silver sequins on danceless 
dresses tacked on each
                  “hanging by a thread”

                         like drops of sweat on horses at the city’s edge

while downcast daisies were mimicked on sisterly aprons 
       catching sugars from women making pudding from boxes 
                                  under swamp coolers

 with slightly mildewy pads in a breeze 
                      created for doing housework by yourself?
 
  
Was it odd to be born when two 
types of purslane in the west were called 
weed
even agave used to make soap, 
though it was home to the yucca moth, central & sweet, its

terminal clusters piercing thunderheads over red pick-up trucks,

& lowly dogbane hiding from developers with sibling roots 
     of fungi with  “no downsides to pesticides”
                & florets like diamond periods on certain fonts           
                                                  also were called weed?

Was it odd to be born near hillsides with radars
         like baby ears of question marks 

                        
     under the silent claw of the predator,   
when mountains shook toward sabino canyons

& there was Jello salad at picnics?

Here from this century can you say
                 was it wild to be born?

Was there anything else like this, anything at all?

Copyright © 2025 by Brenda Hillman. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on March 27, 2025, by the Academy of American Poets.

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Failed Poems, Jessica Abughattas

will crawl out of the drain and try to kill you
like some 80s horror flick. The picture of us at the Santa Fe 
Railyard, foreheads glistening. The black widow creeping
from the mound of linens still warm from our bodies. Mechanical
hum of crickets when you push into me in the middle of the night, when 
I can’t sleep and the years replay like a foreign movie, a terrible one 
where the voices sound underwater. Failed poems will steal 
your breath when you wake parched, hungover, emptied
in a room full of the steady buzz of the refrigerator. 
When all that excites you is momentary, an earthquake in which 
all the books shake in place, and nothing falls. No one ever reads 
failed poems, but they follow you home in the dark and tuck in 
beside you. Failed poems are cute grim reapers that live in cartoon snowcaps. 
They’re midnight döner kebabs that give you heartburn. 
Once, in Zurich, we were served rabbit paella at a party 
celebrating an exhibition of an artist from Venice Beach 
who used to be homeless but drinks $25 Erewhon smoothies and paints 
hundreds maybe thousands of happy faces with his feet. His canvasses 
go for $25,000. Toe paintings are better or at least significantly 
more profitable than failed poems. Failed poems won’t help you 
earn a living. You will probably have to do freelance marketing 
to sustain the creation of failed poems. Failed poems accrue interest. 
They seep into dreams where all your friends line up to blow 
your husband. They cost a monthly cloud subscription to maintain. 
Failed poems are injected into your father’s veins when he ODs 
for the second time this year. They’re shared to infinity 
when you’re canceled for fringe political views. When you’re six
feet under, a failed poem is written on your head. It’s a prayer 
in the form of a failed poem, the last words 
you hear on earth

Copyright © 2025 by Jessica Abughattas. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on March 28, 2025, by the Academy of American Poets.

Peace & Justice History for 3/29

March 29, 1925
Black leaders in Charleston, West Virginia, protested the showing of D. W. Griffith’s movie, Birth of a Nation, scheduled to open at the Rialto Theatre on April 1. They said it violated a 1919 state law prohibiting any entertainment which demeaned another race. Mayor W.W. Wertz and the West Virginia Supreme Court supported their argument and prevented the showing of the film; efforts to ban the film met with mixed results around the country.

Ku Klux Klan “justice” as portrayed in Birth of a Nation.
The efforts to censor the film 
What made this movie (after a book called The Clansmen) exceptional in cinema history 
March 29, 1971

U.S. Army Lieutenant William Calley was found guilty at a court martial for his part in the My Lai massacre which claimed the lives of hundreds of South Vietnamese civilians. Convicted for the premeditated murder of at least 22 Vietnamese civilians, he was sentenced to three years under house arrest.
Resources and links about My Lai 
March 29, 1973
The last American combat troops left South Vietnam, ending direct U.S. military involvement in the Vietnam War. Military advisors to the South Vietnamese Army remained, as did Marines protecting U.S. installations, and thousands of Defense Department civilians.Of the more than 3 million Americans who served in the war, almost 58,000 had died, and more than 1,000 were missing in action. Some 150,000 Americans had been seriously wounded. The loss of Vietnamese killed and wounded was in the millions and damage to the countryside persists to this day.

The 615th MP Company was inactivated in Vietnam on the last day of American military combat presence.
Timeline on the war in Vietnam
Learn about the persisting problem of Agent Orange 
March 29, 1987
Members of Vietnam Veterans For Peace arrived in Wicuili at the end of a march from Jinotega, Nicaragua. The veterans were actively monitoring the U.S. attempts to destabilize the country by providing aid to the insurgent contras.

More than weapons may have been involved in the Contra supply operation 
Visit Veterans for Peace 

https://www.peacebuttons.info/E-News/peacehistorymarch.htm#march29

Midweek Palate Cleanser From Worriedman

(I’m a couple of days late with this one; I’m sorry. -A)

Cats in the limelight, feels like it’s alright,/ Everybody wants something they might not get./ I ain’ ready yet, it ain’t complete That’s why I am headin’ down to Alleycat Street./ by Worriedman

Jerome J. Garcia / Robert C. Hunter – Cats Under the Stars Read on Substack

I’m working on a piece for my other substack “ Green Side Up”

( Behold! Shameless self promotion!)

It’s about water. Watering plants specifically. It needs to be a somewhat fundamental statement of principles. I’m trying to take it seriously. I shouldn’t be posting pictures of cats and flowers and dogs and whatnot. Not with a fundamental principle out there, waiting to be stated.

Screw that. I took some hella sweet pictures of Barncat yesterday. And a couple of good ones of Amos and associated Minions. Then, this morning the sunrise behind the greenhouse walls was breathtaking. So there you go. Watering will wait. Get a load of these!

Barncat ! I tempted her up on a hay bale with some treats. Great place to take a picture.

Amos & Crew

A clematis –

That’s all I got room for- thanks for dropping by!

This is One Heckuva Post,

with lots to read and to think about. Also an interesting video and transcript of an interview with Nate Vance. Have a nice beverage, and take in a longer read/watch.