|Not sure about the #WLF's ideals -|
but I do look good in the uniform.
An interesting thing happened to me the other day. I was talking with one of my Twitter Minions about my belief that humans are incompetent to run the world. Another Minion suggested I should join the #WLF.
I had to confess, that though I've seen the hashtag before, I did not know what it meant.
I was directed to Eldrid Elephant's blog for information.
Well, it was quite interesting. Eldrid's job is to remember things for the cats in the #WLF, which is the Whiskas Liberation Front. On his blog, Eldrid keeps information such as the #WLF code. It defines the #WLF as "an international collective of socialist cats and sympathetic members of other species (including the odd human and at least one tortise.)"
The duties of #WLF members include regular patrols, guarding against incursions, sleeping on the most comfortable cushions, and to use social media to oppose any injustice against any species.
Well, it's all well and good. But I'm not so much a socialist as I am a semi-benevolent dictator. I'm happy to accept the equality of all Minions, but I am Supreme Feline Overlord. I am not sharing anything equally with anyone, especially my Friskies, stinky fish and cream.
A day or so later, the @wlfmadhatter tweeted the picture of me you see at the top of this post, with the news that it was my passing out. I am now a member of the #WLF. Apparently, I was unknowingly conscripted.
I was going to object to this, on the grounds that I am not a socialist, I don't believe in being anyone's equal, but I took a look at the picture. The #WLF uniform suits me don't you think? And I hear lady cats like a male cat in uniform.
Lots of #WLF members have tweeted, welcoming me and saluting.
I guess I'll go along with it for now. But when the revolution comes, of course, it's me in charge.
Until next time we meet in the bloggosphere,
Supreme Feline Overlord.