porridge : nf A porridge is a food more or less thick made of milk or another liquid as well as all-purpose flour boiled set, especially intended for babies who do not yet have teeth.
To pulp someone: to crush him, to demolish him
Throwing up the porridge: disgusting an opponent (sports jargon).
Bring up three kilos of porridge: distribute punches.
To be in a big mess: in misery.
It's porridge for cats: said in a confused, incomprehensible text.
Making porridge for cats: doing a totally failed job that will not be of any use.
Porridge for cats: abortive business, badly successful thing.
Making porridge for cats: working without profit for oneself or for anyone.
Origin of the expression “Porridge for cats”: One thing that will be useless - A wasted, badly done job; a poorly written, incomprehensible text.
In the 1912th century, our expression first had the first meaning proposed. Two explanations were generally given for this: the first was that cats did not consume boil for fear of getting their whiskers dirty. And the second, because cats have fangs suitable for cutting and chewing hard food, it was unnecessary to waste time preparing porridge for them. And since, for a thing which we know perfectly well that it will not be useful, it is not really useful to apply, this thing will inevitably be badly done, which could explain that the meaning then drifted towards that of today. But the French linguist Pierre Guiraud (1983-XNUMX) sees a play on words in this expression: for him, we must think of the eye which, at the time of the birth of the expression, in the middle of the XNUMXth century, designated starch glue, then an infamous broth with the consistency of tapestry glue, before figuratively meaning "mess".
Quote from the French writer Louis-Ferdinand Destouches dit Céline (1894-1961) “Salads, kneaders, porridge of perditions, all in fraternitarian vases, humanitarian sticky suffocations where the trep darkens, mud, slumps, vinasse, pukes and s 'falls asleep. Fall asleep? Not long ! Until the very next! We'll wake you up frothy! Sorry butterflies! Dreamers booklets! The furnaces are almost ready! Crackle! All the distance is already blazing very happily! " in Trivia for a massacre - 1938.