She even drafted her own Constitution.
Marcy: I have the Declaration of Independence all drafted and ready for July 4th.
Cynthia: Ummm… the Declaration of Independence is already written. It was written over 200 years ago.
Marcy: No. My Declaration of Independence.
Cynthia: Who are you declaring yourself independent of?
Marcy: And Penelope Kitten. And the rest of the cats that occupy this state.
Cynthia: But where will you live?
Marcy: The United State of Marcy.
Cynthia: And where is that?
Marcy: In my box.
Cynthia: Can I visit?
Marcy: No. I’m not granting travel visas.
Cynthia: Who will feed you?
Marcy: I established a trade deal with Friskies.
Cynthia: Who will scoop your litter box?
Marcy thinks for a minute.
Marcy: Okay, I’ll lift my travel ban and let you apply for a work visa.
Cynthia: Will you have your own currency?
Marcy: Yes. A toy mouse is worth $1. A live mouse is worth $100.
Cynthia: What about laws?
Marcy: Business Cat should be here any moment with my Constitution. No amendments. I hate amendments.
Cynthia: Will you have a military?
Marcy flexes her
Cynthia: Well, I guess you’re all set.
Marcy: Yes. Please deposit the profits from my Gross National Product into my Marcy Treasury.
Cynthia: Ummm… I think you may be unclear about what a GNP actually is.
Marcy: No. I am very clear. All profits from the Independence PussyCat Bracelets are to be directly deposited into my Marcy Treasury.
Business Cat arrives with a ratified United State of Marcy constitution.
Marcy steps into her box.
Marcy: I pledge allegiance to myself.
Of the United State of Marcy.
And to the box of which it dwells.
With liberty and justice