So sum other kitteh on tumblr reblogged a poast and wuz liek, “Oh hai, Iz rebloggin ur poast an sayin meen stuffz abowt ur uzin hashtags!” Deer kitteh who sed this: I is sendin all mai poasts to teh twitterz an so I is in mai poasts addin teh hashtags becuz tehn I getz teh cliks on twitterz. Sorry if this iz maekin you sad.
A Khatoric Translation from Campbell's The Philosophy of #Rhetoric
Beein teh kitteh in charge of itteh bitteh kitteh committeh is EEZY! Makin teh kittehs tink they iz teh bestest in teh wurld is EEZY! Oh yeh, iz also eezy to maek teh kittehs mean kittehs becuz they all luv teh basement cat alreddy. This iz somethin any kitteh can do—even teh kittehs that are teh stoopidz. Iz much harder to do opposit an get teh kittehz to napz and give other kittehs bathy-timez. Teh kitteh hoo can do theez tings n also maek teh kittehs luv teh doggehs iz teh reeely ellokwent kitteh.
I have had this song in my head on and off ever since hearing it in the Target commercial from whence it sprang. Totally not related to cats or rhetoric, but that is OK because it means I’m not falling victim to the artificial boundaries of a discourse.