Fascist Scaremongering

[meekon5]

You don't like cats? Cats are Dudes, man - cats are whiskered-haikus with tails. I believe that some Dude got his cat ordained as a Ddueist (it's somewhere on the forum - maybe "That's Fucking Interesting.")

I don't know man. They freak me out. I'm simply scared of them. Even them small ones try to scratch my eyeballs out (or at least that's what I think)

Somehow cats know when you don't like them. Friend of my Mums used to come round and all my mums cats would meet and sit outside the door (because they were not allowed in the same room). I knew she was in the house because they all (about seven of them) would be pacing up and down in the hall.

[Rev. Gary (revgms)]

I like them for their all natural pest controll. No chemicals, and I don't have to kill anything, Miss Kitty is our hired killer.

Now the OP was about bad science used as anti pot propaganda on what should be a network that is supposed to be reason and science based. How about when our leaders do the same thing, not the wing nuts, but the ones who claim to be rational. Like Obama, :"I inhaled, that was the point" Obama, for all his rhetoric, he is still maintaining the high level of prohibitionist actions in this Nation. Youtube just asked for questions to present to the president, 198 out of 200 were, "when are we gonna legalize already?", voted on by tens of thousands. That question was asked 15th, and he didn't laugh this time, but what he did say was almost as dubious.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hw0ghmUS05o

[jakubol]

Somehow cats know when you don't like them. Friend of my Mums used to come round and all my mums cats would meet and sit outside the door (because they were not allowed in the same room). I knew she was in the house because they all (about seven of them) would be pacing up and down in the hall.

Not long ago my friends got a kitten and I was hoping to finally get over my issue with cats as I visit them quite often. Little bastard liked me like nobody else. Every time I was there it would jump on my knees and wanted to play with me. So I scratched it and so on, he'd lay down and enjoy for a while, but after few minutes the twat wanted more and would start to scratch me! If I hide my hand in sleeves it'd go for my face. 
On the other hand the cat was a bit on the rough side, my friends had to get rid of it, because it was getting dangerous to their little daughter. I was quite happy about that

[meekon5]

My Mum owned a cat that adored me. Problem was it was part feral. I went to Uni for three years and the cat moved out of the house into the garage. When I moved back after Uni she moved back into the house. She was a handful, bit people and scratched, but absolutely adored me, and was no problem.