Tuesday, November 06, 2012

Le Chat: Politique et Pensif


Henri the cat shares his political, and then his medical, anomie with us. Alas, poor moggie, the fault is not in our stars but in ourselves. As he knows so, so well.

Viens sur mon coeur, âme cruelle et sourde,
Tigre adoré, monstre au airs indolents;


~ Baudelaire, Le Lethe

(h/t to Icanhazcheeseburger, where I first came across these delightful little oddities)

5 comments:

basilbeast said...

no on screen translation of the last word "merde".

merde

How's your sick kitty doing?

b

Lisa said...

C'est magnifique!

"The white idiot ... traitor!" I love the melancholic cat.

FDChief said...

basil: She's holding her own, actually. The steroid doses we got from the vet have slowed the tumor growth. So she might be with us through the New Year, at least.

Lisa: Vraiment. Aren't these delightful? Had to pass them on.

I think my favorite bit other than "the white idiot" thing was Henri telling the vet about his existential despair and the vet cleans gunk out of his ears...

FDChief said...

basil: Just played the "vet" one again and caught your "Merde..." at the very end. Missed that the first time - perfect ending.

These really are little gems.

Lisa said...

I'm still giggling -- yes, the existential despair met by the ear cleaning ... the irony, the humiliation: As if, if only I could hear better, I'd get out of this funk.

,,, But I still have eyes to see the stipid, simpering white cat :)

The stoic cat and quick cuts are brilliant -- French New Wave chat.