I, Effing Feline, object to the way cats are objectified in advertisement! They’re treated not as individual cats, but as mere things. It’s not a new disgrace, either, as these pictures show.
Puss in Boots, a heroic folk figure, is here reduced to a mere caricature to sell shoe polish! If that doesn’t convince your of the depths to which ancient marketers around the world would stoop, here’s another repulsive example.
Muy disgusting !
Enemies from the Proxima star system have invaded the isolated mining moon where Catt Sayer, a civilian pilot, makes her living flying supplies on a decrepit airship. She picks up a lone survivor, Captain Dukelsky, who wants her to fly her airship to the far side of the moon to attack the enemy’s base. She agrees . . . but only because she’s sure he’ll give up because of the moon’s cataclysmic volcanoes.
When he doesn’t give up despite a scare, Catt decides on a more decisive way to change his mind. While they’ve landed for the night, she will destroy the canon he plans to use to attack the enemies. The canon is in a crate packed in the airship’s hold. While Captain Dukelsky sleeps , she uses the ship’s forklift to get it out of the airship.
The forklift responded with a sluggish whimper, but it gained speed as the slope increased. At the steep stretch, she slammed on the brakes while releasing the catch holding the crate in place. It slammed to the ground and tipped slowly. For a moment, she feared it would land flat, but it tipped over, then over again, until it was rolling down the canyon like a cube-shaped boulder. The canyon jogged to the left, but the crate went straight, smashing into the canyon wall and bursting apart. Plasti-foam shattered and filled the air like hailstones. The artillery piece rolled intact for another fifty feet until it encountered another wall of rock, and there it shattered into a dozen chunks, with some flying into the air as high as had the crate.
Catt watched her destructive handiwork and dismounted. The tired old forklift would never climb back up this slope; after saying goodbye to it—just a stupid old piece of machinery, so why did her eyes start to sting?—she turned to trudge uphill.
That was when she saw Dukelsky, watching her every move.
Effing Feline here again. You’ll notice — I sure did! — that all of these cats are nude. It is past time that we put a stop to this shameless use of cats to make money. Some of your are probably feminists. I call on all of you to join me in a new and overdue movement.
Book 2 in the Repelling the Invasion series
Catt Sayer just wants to survive. The working-class fugitive delivers military supplies on a decrepit airship, but her hard-won livelihood vanishes when invaders overrun her harsh moon. Even worse, an idealistic, upper-class officer wants her to risk her life on a hopeless trek to attack enemy headquarters – manned by 10,000 soldiers.
Escapee is a new edition of the science fiction romance that was the Rone Award’s First Runner Up as the best science fiction novel of 2016. The re-release, with new material throughout, will go live November 23 — the birthday of my oldest son, to whom the book is dedicated. Until then, it’s available for pre-sale. Don’y let it escape you!