Ukraine’s Zelenskyy is beginning to remind me of the feral cats who roam our neighborhood — always looking for handouts.
There are notable differences, including the cats seem to be taller in stature (literally and figuratively) than Zelenskyy and they don’t make time for Vogue photo shoots with their mates (many mates in the case of those feral felines).
And yet Zelenskyy, like the cats, is anywhere and anytime looking for charity, mostly from the United States.
Some neighbors have discovered the dangers of trying to satisfy the wants of the feral cats. Once you start, you are expected to continue until you, or the cats, cease to exist. Money is no object, at least not to the cats.
One neighbor actually has heated shelters set up on her porch for the cats and feeds them regularly, complaining on more than one occasion to my wife about the costs. She also, for a time, had a penchant for feeding hot dogs to crows, but that’s another story.
It is likely that the feral cats will be around after Zelenskyy is but a memory. The way the Ukraine struggle with Russia is going, Zelenskyy’s future is anything but secure. It would end his unlikely rise from comedian playing a fictional president of Ukraine in a sitcom (2015-19) to actually playing the role in real life.
An imaginary parallel of sorts would be Jerry Seinfeld as our next president. No, scratch that (cat pun intended). Likely Seinfeld would do a better job than Zelenskyy, as would anyone not prone to excessive narcissism and mooching.
Zelenskyy comes off more as Seinfeld’s wacky TV neighbor Cosmo Kramer. Sure, the Kramer character was much taller than Zelenskyy, as are most adults either male, female or gender-confused. What was extremely similar was the penchant of Kramer to raid Seinfeld’s apartment for food, clothes and the use of things like the telephone, stereo, television, or even the bathroom.
I recall with humor some episodes in which an ungrateful Kramer harangued Seinfeld for not having the right food, clothes, cable television to satisfy Kramer’s wants.
Also, there was an episode in which Kramer, for a time, kept a running tab of what he was using at Seinfeld’s expense. We still can’t get Zelenskyy and his cohorts to give an accurate accounting of where all the Ukraine aid is going.
Along that line, Zelenskyy recently was whining about Congress not readily forking over billions more in foreign aid to Zelenskyy-ville, a rapidly shrinking European country also known as Ukraine. No strings attached, you understand.
Congress has been on hiatus and Zelenskyy is feeling abandoned. There is a war going on, he reminded. This is something he seems to forget when he traipses around the globe, although admittedly wearing clothing suggesting he’s ready for combat at any time.
I’d like to know the last time Zelenskyy actually needed that type of clothing, or a weapon for that matter, because he was battling Russians at the front.
But the little guy is a lot indignant that Uncle Sam has been late with this month’s handout/grift.
‘Tis time to tell Zelenskyy that we’re washing our hands of providing aid and comfort to him. He should be grateful that we didn’t pay to have him neutered, as was the fate for some of those feral cats.
Perhaps the Russians will perform that service.
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