If you have not seen this yet, go. Now. Watch.

It’s an open letter to the world, from a Jew in Israel the late Rabbi Meir Kahane. Its titles are in French, because it’s directed at the French, who have recently threatened to fire on IAF jets over Lebanon.

I give it a 12 out of 10 on the Juvenile Scorn scale.

Thanks to Judith Apter Klinghoffer, and a hat tip to Cynic.

Update: I didn’t read the credits when they scrolled by, and didn’t see until my second viewing that the letter was written by Rabbi Meir Kahane—who was murdered by an Islamist. While I do not agree with everything he stood for, that doesn’t make his letter any less right. Every word he wrote, and every scene in that video, is true.

Don’t let the sweet face and the sweet nature fool you. Gracie is the smartest damned cat in the world.

This morning, we tapered down to half a Prednisone per day. I gave her the pill, which of course, she did not want. I thought she swallowed it and turned to leave, walked out of the bedroom, then, because I mistrust Miss Gracie, looked back. She was spitting out the pill. She’s really good at pretending to swallow it. So, I grabbed her, gave it to her again, and left. Went downstairs to get her some wet food, because she seems a bit unwell this morning (and was the same last night) and was staying huddled in my bed. A minute later, I heard Gracie throwing up. She threw up the pill. And the thing is, it seemed totally deliberate. I wasn’t sure, but I’m telling you, smartest cat in the world.

So now I go downstairs to get another pill AND the food, and I decide to try to put the pill in the food and see if that works. Nope. Of course, Miss Gracie decides to eat around the pill, and then when she gets too close to it, stops eating. Now, thoroughly annoyed, I take the pill and shove it down her throat and this time, make sure the swallow reflex kicks in automatically. Gracie sulks to the window and pretends she’s done with me. But she doesn’t throw up. So I offer her the can of food, and she eats a fair amount before she stops.

And I’m now utterly certain she did it deliberately, because it’s been about five minutes since I fed her the wet stuff, and she didn’t throw it up. She’s sitting on the chair next to me, which is one of her favorite places, and seems perfectly fine, and not about to throw anything up.

I am still in utter disbelief. She threw up the pill. Deliberately.

Smartest damned cat in the world. But today, I’m getting a piller. Maybe that will be easier on her.

I cannot believe she threw up the pill.