You do know you could find yourself charged with being a dominant species while under the influence of impulse-driven consumerism, don't you?

It's an interesting fact that fewer than 17 % of Real cats end their lives with the same name they started with. Much family effort goes into selecting one at the start ("She looks like a Winnifred to me"), and the as the years roll by it suddenly finds itself being called Meepo or Ratbag.

Raising the flag and singing the anthem are, while somewhat suspicious, not in themselves acts of treason.

There was no himself in himself.

This, milord, is my family's axe. We have owned it for almost nine hundred years, see. Of course, sometimes it needed a new blade. And sometimes it has required a new handle, new designs on the metalwork, a little refreshing of the ornamentation . . . but is this not the nine hundred-year-old axe of my family? And because it has changed gently over time, it is still a pretty good axe, y'know. Pretty good.

History tends to change people who think they're changing it.

Million-to-one chances...crop up nine times out of ten.