There, that’s a sufficiently enigmatic thread title, although, to be fair, it’s my roommate’s cat. Now, to explain the title… today, my roommate’s cat jumped on the counter while I was making dinner. I promptly swatted her on the nose, said “Bad Kitty,” and then went about my cooking as she jumped down. I continued making my dinner, and then got to thinking while eating.
Did I have any right to smack the cat’s nose? (Let me clarify–I just tapped it, but she really hates that–I didn’t “hurt” her in any sense of the word.) From my perspective, I didn’t want her on the counter. She could get sick if she eats raw chicken, she’ll get hair on everything, and I don’t care much for the idea of her litter-scratching paws on my clean counter. I’ve thwapped her nose before while she was on the counter, enough times so that it’s not unreasonable to think that she associates “counter” with “nose-thwappin’.”
From her perspective–Meow. Loosely translated, this means “I haven’t been on the counter in the past few hours, and I smell chicken, so what the hell.” She understands nothing about the danger of raw chicken, the ubiquituousness of her white fur, and the vileness of her shit-scooping paws. The only consequence she sees, and this is up for debate, is the thwapping. The rest is instinct.
I’m going to make the following analogy–> Adam&Eve:God:Me (wow, I compared myself to God–sweet). God tells Adam and Eve, “Relax, chill out, enjoy Paradise, but don’t eat from that Tree, because it’s EVIL and WRONG.” Quix tells Cat, “Explore the rest of the house, do whatever, but don’t get on the Counter, because it’s EVIL and WRONG.” I contend that these situations are quite similar, because neither Cat nor A&E have any idea what the hell EVIL and WRONG mean. How could A&E, when the very “power” they gained by munching the apples (or quinces, or whatever) was the ability to discern GOOD from EVIL, RIGHT from WRONG?
Now, I realize that God spoke to Adam and Eve in a language they presumably understood. I spoke English to my cat, which is even sillier than it seems, because she’s deaf. But I also spoke to her non-verbally, and I gave her many warnings. God, obviously less magnanimous than me only gave the one warning.
So, in a nutshell, when I tell my cat (verbally and non-verbally), “Don’t get on the counter,” I shouldn’t expect her to respond rationally. I should not get pissed when she jumps on the counter, and I definitely shouldn’t have the right to throw her out into the elements. And yet when God tells A&E to, in a manner of speaking, not get on the counter, He does everything I didn’t do: He expects them to respond rationally (which, as I’ve already established, they couldn’t), He gets pissed, and He throws them out into the Harsh World.
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