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I know this is horrible but this comment was left on a true crime youtube video and I cannot stop laughing.
The most fascinating cat phenomenon I've seen moderating a cat breed forum is undeniably Indian Persian cats. It's such a complicated mix of cat genetics, geography, colonialism, and Victorian race science. I don't fully understand it all. And it's not like I have the cultural background or language skills to have delicate conversations with cat breeders in India about where their cats really come from.
But here are the facts Wikipedia can tell you:
From the 1600s to the 1800s, Europeans saw and sometimes obtained cats with very long and silky hair that were said to come from somewhere in the Levant/Middle East/Central Asia. Possibly Persia or Khorasan
Khorasan is a region divided by Iran, Afghanistan, and Turkmenistan. It seems to have some relationship with cats with long silky hair.
As the British colonized India, reports of these cats and how they were even imported into northern India from Afghanistan became more and more frequent.
In London in 1871, the Crystal Palace hosted the first known cat show.
Cats, I hasten to point out, didn't really have "breeds" the way we see them in dogs, horses, or cows. Humans didn't play a huge role in choosing which cats would breed with which in their history. It is, in fact, significantly harder to prevent cats from fucking whoever they damn well want to. Most major differences between cats before the late 19th century were caused by geographic barriers that placed natural limitations on the pool of available feline fuckbuddies. But this was a time when humans had cracked evolution and Mendelian genetics and we were breeding cows and pigs and tea roses of gargantuan size, and apparently we looked at cats and thought, "Why not them too?"
So, 1871. Cats of unparalleled regal fluffiness and an exotic origin story. This was also when Siamese cats made their public début, but the colourpoint/acromelanism gene of Southeast Asia was genuinely unique and rare in Europe. You really did need imported breeding stock for Siamese cats.
But these days we have DNA and can compare relatedness between breeds and feral cat populations, and modern pedigreed Persian cats do not show much genetic interrelatedness with cats from Central Asia, but they are very interrelated with... the British Shorthair. And feral cats of Western Europe.
So I'm not saying everyone in 1871 was out in rural Shropshire hunting farmyards and barns for the fluffiest kitten known to man to win the next year's cat show with, but like... look me in the eye and say that isn't what happened. I dare you.
Persians in the West, being one of the oldest cat breeds, have had a lot of time to develop some really stellar inbred traits like the smashed-in face beloved of the 1950s that makes it hard for them to groom themselves, breathe easily, or make their teeth match without a massive underbite. Breeders are now trying to breed away to a healthier "doll-faced" standard, but they're not winning huge popularity prizes.
Meanwhile, in India... you still have a ton of completely majestic cats descended from the ones that kicked off the Persian craze in the first place. Perhaps actually from Persia, or at least Khorasan. None of whom count as "real Persians" because they didn't get named Wiggles McSnugglebutt III by a woman in Berkshire before being exported to India.
Except you actually do have a fair number of purebred western-style Persians, except hold the Persian part of their ancestry, brought to India and sold for huge amounts of money to win Western-style cat shows.
All of which to say: What the fuck???
So every couple weeks someone from India posts their beautiful fluffy "Persian" cat to the cat breeds forum and gets completely dogpiled because they don't have a documented pedigree and a fucked-up face for their pains, and I'm left struggling in an attempt to communicate that their cat (like every cat) is special and wonderful and also cat breeds are incredibly weird.
(God, how did I end up with this gig? "You hate modern cat breeds and aren't afraid to back it up with research? Come tell people what breed their cat is multiple times a day!")
This might be a de-rail, but why does the cat breed with the most hair come from Persia? Is there an advantage to long, silky fur in a desert environment?
(I'm not very good with geography. I should practice more with learning geography) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/K%C3%B6ppen_climate_classification
Afghan Hounds from the same region, Angora rabbits and goats from semi-arid Turkiye, mohair from Maraz goats in hot-desert Kurdistan
If we accept the cats as coming from this region, it becomes an incredibly vexed issue, because here is my humble attempt to superimpose the historical borders of Khorasan over a modern climate map, with relevant climates listed below:
Oh, except I didn't leave on the listing for gray. Gray on this climate map is "Polar/Tundra". That's the beginning of the whole Tibetan Plateau just on the map's right edge. So within the map, the big purple swath in Afghanistan comes from the Hindu Kush, which you may not have heard of because it's like Jesus's kid brother in terms of mountains. It doesn't have any of the 14 eight-thousanders, the biggest mountains in the world, the way its next-door neighbour, the Karakoram range does. Though the Karakoram range is the kid brother of its neighbour, the Himalayas, so at least it doesn't get much joy out of the matter.
The Hindu Kush is still plenty high, though. On any other continent, it'd be a total stunner. So in this area you do have hot deserts, but you also have towering mountains packed with snow, and many sub-climates in between them. And overtop everything, a constant aridity and the lack of nearby oceans to stop the temperature from plummeting at night.
Which means that realistically, these cats might have developed in deserts, but they also might have developed in pretty harsh cold conditions.
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>Join a union
>Hear people constantly complaining that the current union leadership is super corrupt, it's all just the same ten guys making all the decisions in secret and nobody else in the union ever gets to know what's going on
>Go to the monthly union meetings that are completely open to all 1200 union members
>The only attendees are the same ten guys every month, giving detailed reports about everything that's going on
I went to my union meeting tonight and the retirees' monthly complaint about our healthcare was that for some reason it only lets doctors prescribe six Viagra pills at a time, and they want to fuck more than six times a month. That's verbatim. Think about what you could be missing by not going to your union meetings.
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if you see me liking contradicting headcanons for the same character just know it's because I do not give a fuck and I have an active imagination #hewouldsaythat
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I see so many people saying shit like "the way fandoms behave makes me really nervous to write the story I want to write, what if my fandom sucks" and I just want to sit down with all of them and be like it's ok, you don't have to worry, you're not going to be famous
at some point in your life you will be boiling fruit, water, sugar, and lemon juice in a pot to make a syrup or jam. the instructions will tell you to simmer for a certain amt of time. your timer will go off and you will look at the pot and go, "hm, this doesn't look thick enough. maybe i'll let it go for another 10 minutes." this is the devil speaking. it's only so liquid right now because it is at boiling point. it will thicken when it cools down. learn from the follies of my youth and do not let this happen to you
at some point in your life you will be making a sauce or a stew in which you need to add cornstarch to thicken it. and you will prepare a slurry of starch in cold water and think "this looks like way too little starch to thicken this amount of liquid." this is the devil speaking. cornstarch instantly polymerizes at 95°C and if you add too much it will turn into an impossibly thick goop.
at some point in your life you will be making some sort of cream based dessert that requires gelatin to thicken it. and you will soak some gelatin sheets in water and think "this is too few gelatin sheets for this amount of cream." this is the devil speaking. it will thicken in the fridge and if you add too much you will end up with milk jelly
at some point in your life you will be baking cookies. you will take the sheet out after twelve minutes as the recipe instructs and the cookies will still be glistening and soft. "these don't seem cooked enough," you will think to yourself, "i should place them back into the oven until their edges are nice and golden." this is the devil talking. this is how you get dry, overdone cookies. the cookies will continue to bake on the warm sheet for several more minutes and then harden up after sitting on a rack for a while. trust the process. trust the process.
at some point in your life you will be adding a small pasta to a soup and you will think "that is not enough small pasta." this is the devil talking. the pasta will absorb the stock and expand. this is how you end up with a soup that is a solid mass of soggy ditalini.
At some point in your life you will be adding garlic to a dish and you will think "that is not enough garlic." These are angels speaking. They are correct. Add more garlic.

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