Rupert Murdoch’s National Geographic celebrates the Virgin Mary

November 29, 2015 • 10:00 am

Many of you probably know that in September Rupert Murdoch recent acquired the long-esteemed magazine National Geographic. And when he did so, he fired dozens of its employees, stirring up worries about what would happen to the magazine. As Reverb Press noted:

The National Geographic Society has long stood for science, research, and investigation. Murdoch’s companies have long stood against all three. The two positions would be in conflict, save Murdoch’s company is firmly in control. The editorial changes will therefore be severe, and erode the 127 years of publication excellence. For the men and women who brought National Geographic to worldwide prominence, the termination of employment is a tragic end both for hard-working people, and for National Geographic itself.

Well, the erosion seems to be beginning already, as the latest issue of the magazine has a pretty worshipful article on Christianity: “How the Virgin Mary became the world’s most powerful woman.”  It’s an article on Jesus’s mom and the many miracles and cures she’s supposedly wrought throughout the world—miracles that are described in detail and presented without criticism. Lourdes, Our Lady of Guadalupe, and now a vision of Mary by children in the village of Medjugorje in Bosnia and Herzegovina—all of these and more make their appearance.
Now it’s entirely possible that this article was written well before Murdoch took over, as there’s a lag time in the process (some of the incidents reported by author Maureen Orth were from last December), so I can’t be sure that the new regime is responsible for a piece that’s pretty much of a travesty. Nevertheless, I can’t be sure, either, whether the new ownership didn’t approve the final article as well as this cover and the execrable video embedded in the online version (see below):
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It’s also disturbing that the author, Maureen Orth, is a journalist (granted, an accomplished one) who appears to be religious, for the “About me” section of her website says this:

I feel blessed to have had faith and a loving and supportive family and friends. So far, it’s been a wonderful life.

(She was the wife of newsman Tim Russert, who died not long ago; Russert was also deeply religious.)  At any rate, the article, which appears to have been heavily influenced by “researcher” Michael O’Neill, by and large presents many of the Mary Miracles as real. Describing the miracle cure of a man whose cancer disappeared after he visited the shrine at Medjugorje, the article says this:

“Miracles transcend physical nature and physical laws,” says Robert Spitzer, a Jesuit priest who heads the Magis Center in California, which according to its website is dedicated to explaining faith, physics, and philosophy. As Spitzer says, “Science looks for physical laws in nature, so you’re up against a paradox. Can you get a scientific test for miracles? No. Science will only test for physical laws or physical results.” [JAC: I don’t believe that; after all, one can test for things like the effect of intercessory prayers or other things, like ESP, that don’t fall within the known ambit of materialism.]

Nonetheless, over the years, as part of the church’s investigative process, seers have been subjected to batteries of tests. There have been attempts to get the visionaries in Medjugorje to blink or react to loud noises while they experience apparitions. In 2001 the peer-reviewed Journal of Scientific Exploration reported on the visionaries’ “partial and variable disconnection from the outside world at the time of the apparitional experience.” The extreme sound and light sensations traveled normally to their brains, but “the cerebral cortex does not perceive the transmission of the auditory and visual neuronal stimuli.” So far, science has no explanation. [JAC: In some cases they do, as in brain stimulation causing religious visions, and at any rate the failure of science to explain something yet doesn’t constitute evidence for God.]

In the medical profession what you and I might call a miracle is often referred to as “spontaneous remission” or “regression to mean.” Frank McGovern, the Boston urologic surgeon who had done all he could for Arthur Boyle, told me that the cancer’s virtual disappearance was a “rare” but statistically possible happening. But, he added, “I also believe there are times in human life when we are way beyond what we ever expect.”

If that’s not a sop to the faithful, I don’t know what is. Yes, McGovern says the remissions are rare, but they happen, and, indeed, the proportion of vetted miracles that have been “approved” by the Catholic Church is quite low. There’s no reason to think that these phenomena defy physicality and materialism. But over and over again the article implies that there’s something numinous about it all.

The only notes of doubt are the one-sentence claim by a physicist that the “spinning suns” associated with visions of Mary could be caused by sunlight reflected through charged ice crystals, and the warning that we can’t be certain that the Bible gives us correct details of Mary’s life because it was written a few decades after the fact. But there’s also no caveat that Mary (and Jesus) might not have been real, and no skepticism that these miracles could either reflect false reporting (as in the case that led to the beatification of Mother Teresa) or are rare spontaneous remissions. As many doubters have noted, none of the miracles involve regrowing limbs or eyes—things that never under any circumstances, religious or not.

It’s telling that the three-minute video that accompanies the online article features “researcher” Michael O’Neill, who just happens to run the website The Miracle Hunter, a site that seems to buy those miracles vetted by the Catholic church. O’Neill also has an apparently Christian-oriented radio show.  In the video below, O’Neill (who I bet is a Catholic) seems overly credulous in accepting the reality of miracles that are officially approved by the Catholic Church. Get a load of it, and remember that it’s in National Geographic:

Naturally, Catholics have gone gaga over this new piece, seeing it as an official endorsement of their beliefs. National Geographic, after all, is widely respected (not for long!), and when I was younger nearly every family had a subscription. The Catholic News Agency says this:

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and this:

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“Hat tip to the Virgin Mary” is not out of line as a description!

I suppose it would be kosher for National Geographic to discuss the legend of Mary as a kind of sociological exploration, but that’s not what this article is about. It’s about the miracles produced by the legend, and about the veracity of those miracles. In other words, it’s a reprehensible osculation of faith by a formerly reputable magazine. The Catholic News Service certainly recognizes that.

I predict that we’ll see more of these soft and soppy articles in the future as Murdoch takes the magazine down the rabbit hole.

“Without a Song”

November 29, 2015 • 8:15 am

A while back I put up a video of Perry Como singing one of my favorite underappreciated songs from the classic American songbook, “Without a Song,” At that time I bemoaned the fact that my favorite version, by the great (and also underappreciated) Billy Eckstine (1914-1993), wasn’t available. But I found it the other day, and submit it for your approval.

Like Nat King Cole and Johnny Hartman, Eckstine was one of the first black men to cross over into mainstream popularity as a vocalist. As Lionel Hampton said of him, “He was one of the greatest singers of all time…. We were proud of him because he was the first Black popular singer singing popular songs in our race. We, the whole music profession, were so happy to see him achieve what he was doing. He was one of the greatest singers of that era … He was our singer.” Agreed! Eckstein’s voice, richly mellifluous, is immediately recognizable.

“Without a Song” was written in 1929 by Vincent Youmans, with lyrics by Billy Rose and Edward Eliscu. As I noted in my previous post, the original lyrics said, “A darkey’s born, but he ain’t no good no how–without a song.” That racist version was changed by all later singers, including Eckstine, to “A man is born. . . “.

I think that this version, put up so recently that it has only three views on YouTube, was made with Eckstine’s own band. It’s performed at a tempo faster than every other version I’ve heard, but I like it this way:

Readers’ wildlife photographs

November 29, 2015 • 7:30 am

First, a request: I have some photographs of the Continental Divide, taken during a hike in the Rockies, along with some lichen pictures. Unfortunately, I sometimes lose the reader’s information and email, so if you sent me these, could you please drop me a note with the information? Thanks.

Today reader Joe Dickinson from Santa Cruz, California has some nice bird photos. His notes:

About two weeks ago, runoff from the first significant storm of the season breached a sandbar that had been blocking the mouth of  Aptos Creek for several months, flushing out stagnant water and exposing mudbanks that had accumulated behind the dam.  Since then, there has been a marked influx of birds, particularly waders.  I’m used to seeing two or three night herons pretty regularly and one or two egrets occasionally in the 200 yards or so up from the beach.  The day after the washout, I counted eight night herons and a dozen egrets of two species.  More recently, a Great Blue Heron (Ardea herodias) showed up, the first I’ve seen in that location.  He (?) gave a particularly fine “performance” a few days ago, and that is the focus of this set of photos (with a few others thrown in just because I like them).

Here is our particularly handsome main subject,

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thinking about a strike,

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Just after a strike:

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shaking himself like a wet dog,

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and in an unusual pairing with a Western Gull (Larus occidentals).

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This is one of the Snowy Egrets (Egreta thule), perched almost in the same spot a few days earlier:

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and a Great Egret (Ardia alba) at the same location the day after I photographed the heron.  I may have noted previously that this species is placed in the same genus as the blue heron, not the other egret, so the heron/egret distinction apparently is popular, not scientific.

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Finally, an artistic grouping of Double-crested Cormorants (Phalacrocorax auritus), again same location,

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. . . and this Pied-billed Grebe (Podilymbus podiceps) seen at Neery Lagoon over in Santa Cruz.  I like the background provided by reeds (rushes?) and their reflections.

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Sunday: Hili dialogue

November 29, 2015 • 5:26 am

Tomorrow’s the last day of November, but remember that winter in my hemisphere begins on December 21, so we’re nowhere near it. On this day in history, FC Barcelona (the soccer team) was founded in 1899 (go Messi!), Louisa May Alcott was born in 1888, and in 1981 Natalie Wood died at 43 after falling (or being pushed) overboard into the sea. Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, Ms. Hili is expatiating about moles, a subject I mentioned two days ago. WE ARE NOT TO KILL MOLES!

Hili: Moles here, moles there, moles everywhere.
A: So what?
Hili: I’m afraid they are plotting something.

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In Polish:
Hili: Krety tu, krety tam, krety wszędzie.
Ja: I co z tego?
Hili: Obawiam się, że one coś knują.

New York Times’s “Most Notable Books of 2015”: woefully bereft of science books

November 28, 2015 • 1:30 pm

Among the New York Times‘s “100 Notable Books of 2015,” half are nonfiction. Among those fifty, I find only  a single one that’s even close to being entirely about science, and it’s really about collecting animals:

THE FLY TRAPBy Fredrik Sjoberg. Translated by Thomas Teal. (Pantheon, $24.95.) An amateur entomologist from Sweden offers a distinctive tour of the world of hoverfly collecting.

The one below has been counted as a science book in some places, though it’s again about medicine and history, as well as the social ramifications of autism (i.e., vaccination):

NEUROTRIBES: The Legacy of Autism and the Future of NeurodiversityBy Steve ­Silberman. (Avery/Penguin Random House, $29.95.) Silberman’s is a broader view of autism, beautifully presented.

There are a few NYT-recommended books on medicine and the history of science, and medicine, like these:

THE INVENTION OF NATURE: Alexander Von Humboldt’s New WorldBy Andrea Wulf. (Knopf, $30.) Wulf offers a highly readable account of the German scientist’s monumental journey in the Americas.

DO NO HARM: Stories of Life, Death and Brain SurgeryBy Henry Marsh. (Thomas Dunne/St. Martin’s, $25.99.) A neurosurgeon’s frank and absorbing account combines biography, descriptions of operations and considerations of policy.

And there’s this very nice book, which is a memoir that combines personal tragedy and wild-animal training; I highly recommend it:

H IS FOR HAWKBy Helen Macdonald. (Grove, $26.) A breathtaking account of the raising and training of a young ­goshawk illuminates two complex natures: the ­author’s and the bird’s.

Still, given that there have been the usual spate of good science books last year (see, for instance the Royal Society’s shortlist for the Winton Book Prize), it’s a bit distressing that there’s only 1 (or 1.5) science books out of 50: 2-3%.  To me, that bespeaks an attitude on the part of the Time’s book editors that science books aren’t really that important.

Unique artwork: Darwin on the Beagle, painted during the voyage

November 28, 2015 • 11:45 am

The Torygraph has published a jocular painting and the story behind it: it’s apparently the only depiction of the young Charles Darwin on his five-year H. M. S. Beagle voyage beginning in 1831. It was created by the official Beagle artist.

Hannah Furness, the art correspondent, gives the tale. But first, the painting and its title:

The watercolour, entitled “Quarter Deck of a Man of War on Diskivery [sic] of interesting Scenes on an Interesting Voyage”, is now known to be by Augustus Earle, the Beagle’s first official shipboard artist tasked with recording the botany, fossils and other specimens en route.

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Charles Darwin on board the Beagle, painted off the coast of Argentina on 24th September, 1832 Photo: Sotheby’s

You won’t be able to read everything that’s going on, so I’ll put an enlargement below of Uncle Chuck and transcription of the words spoken.  First some backstory:

The picture, which experts confirm depicts Darwin himself, reveals how the  squabbled over the fossils and botanic specimens beloved by the scientist, with one irate officer complaining the “cursed” items were clogging up the deck.

The watercolour, a cartoon painting by the ship’s official artist, is the first pictorial evidence of the sometimes fractious relationships on board, with Darwin’s daughter previously recalling Wickham had been known to threaten to throw specimens overboard.

. . . The cartoon is believed to have been painted as a joke to entertain the Beagle shipmates, and was never published in the official records of the expedition.

It disappeared from public view straight away, possibly via the ship’s captain Robert FitzRoy, and has been held in private art collections as a 19th century art curiosity until this year.

Darwin is the one in the top hat and tails, here enlarged (but without the balloon). The identification of the people and and words they spoke are in the long caption below; I’ve bolded the bit about Darwin:

Image shows: Charles Darwin on board the Beagle, painted off the coast of Argentina on 24th September, 1832. The work is to be sold at auction by Sotheby's with an estimate of £50,000 - £70,000. Figures from left to right: 1) sailor with rifle, a ‘Cabbage box’ on his back, and his ‘bag’ in): ‘I’ve kill’d a foine speciment of a flying monkey, shot three speciments of Geese, and was very near being yaffled by a d[am]d big bear!’; 2) a midshipman taking a bearing with a sextant; ‘I’ve shipped the long telescope; already now Sir!!’ 3) man in cap delivering sacks of geological specimens (one with labeled strata) to FitzRoy: ‘Stand out of MY way!!! I’ve got specimens for the Captain!!!’; 4) officer using a prismatic surveying compass, reading out a stream of figures and making notes or drawing; 5) officer complaining ‘there is no such thing as walking the deck for all these cursed specimens’; probably 1st Lieutenant John Clements Wickham, who is recorded as making similar comments in regards to Darwin’s collecting forays; 6) post-captain Robert FitzRoy, with his back turned discussing geological specimens; 7) warrant officer (probably the ship’s surgeon, Benjamin Bynoe), holding a cabbage, head bowed examining a specimen upon which Darwin is expatiating: ‘I will consult my book when I go down’; 8) Charles Darwin, in a frock coat and top hat, talking at length about an insect specimen in his hand: ‘Observe its legs are long, and the palpi are strongly toothed on the inner side. I think the whole insect appears of a dark chestnut brown colour with a yellowish cast on the abdomen. Its history is but little known but there can be no doubt of its being of a predacious nature. What do you think Mr –?’ (Bynoe, as a warrant officer, would be addressed as Mr); 9) sailor, doffing hat and carrying a cabbage palm ‘Mr E — Sir ask’d me to bring you this speciment’ (‘Mr E–’ might well be Augustus Earle, the only person aboard who would have been addressed thus); 10) sailor with tripod, hammer, and flask of rum carrying a case labelled ‘200 guinea Theod[olite]’:  ‘The Expedition to Egypt was a fool to this!’ (an ironic reference to Nelson’s Battle of the Nile, and the subsequent Expedition to Egypt; the Beagle had engaged briefly in a military foray in Montevideo to suppress a mutiny, firing one of the ship’s cannons and marching into the town; Darwin took part in great excitement, and the episode was over in 30 minutes, without casualties on either side); 11) sailor with shells in his hat: ‘The least I can get for these ones is a tot’.
Figures from left to right [in top painting]:
1) sailor with rifle, a ‘Cabbage box’ on his back, and his ‘bag’ in): ‘I’ve kill’d a foine speciment of a flying monkey, shot three speciments of Geese, and was very near being yaffled by a d[am]d big bear!’;
2) a midshipman taking a bearing with a sextant; ‘I’ve shipped the long telescope; already now Sir!!’
3) man in cap delivering sacks of geological specimens (one with labeled strata) to FitzRoy: ‘Stand out of MY way!!! I’ve got specimens for the Captain!!!’;
4) officer using a prismatic surveying compass, reading out a stream of figures and making notes or drawing;
5) officer complaining ‘there is no such thing as walking the deck for all these cursed specimens’; probably 1st Lieutenant John Clements Wickham, who is recorded as making similar comments in regards to Darwin’s collecting forays;
6) post-captain Robert FitzRoy, with his back turned discussing geological specimens;
7) warrant officer (probably the ship’s surgeon, Benjamin Bynoe), holding a cabbage, head bowed examining a specimen upon which Darwin is expatiating: ‘I will consult my book when I go down’;
8) Charles Darwin, in a frock coat and top hat, talking at length about an insect specimen in his hand: ‘”Observe its legs are long, and the palpi are strongly toothed on the inner side. I think the whole insect appears of a dark chestnut brown colour with a yellowish cast on the abdomen. Its history is but little known but there can be no doubt of its being of a predacious nature. What do you think Mr –?”’ (Bynoe, as a warrant officer, would be addressed as Mr);
9) sailor, doffing hat and carrying a cabbage palm ‘Mr E — Sir ask’d me to bring you this speciment’ (‘Mr E–’ might well be Augustus Earle, the only person aboard who would have been addressed thus);
10) sailor with tripod, hammer, and flask of rum carrying a case labelled ‘200 guinea Theod[olite]’: ‘The Expedition to Egypt was a fool to this!’ (an ironic reference to Nelson’s Battle of the Nile, and the subsequent Expedition to Egypt; the Beagle had engaged briefly in a military foray in Montevideo to suppress a mutiny, firing one of the ship’s cannons and marching into the town; Darwin took part in great excitement, and the episode was over in 30 minutes, without casualties on either side);
11) sailor with shells in his hat: ‘The least I can get for these ones is a tot’.

The estimate from Sotheby’s is between 50,000 and 70,000 pounds, but I bet it goes for more. I wonder if Richard Dawkins will bid. A bit more information:

This [picture] is now known to have been painted off the coast of Argentina on September 24, 1832, when the fossils depicted are known to have been brought onto the ship.

Dialogue painting in by the artist shows one member of the crew recounting his exciting adventures with local flora and fauna, claiming he had shot a “flying monkey” and been nearly “yaffled” by a bear.

Another rushes to show specimens to the captain, while a third slopes off with a bottle of rum.

One man, believed to be 1st Lieutenant John Clements Wickham, says: “There is no such thing as walking the deck for all these cursed specimens,”

Biographies of Darwin published previously refer to Henrietta Darwin, his daughter, recalling tales of how Wickham would mutter: “If I had my way, all your d–d mess would be chucked overboard, & you after it old Flycatcher.”

 

h/t: RJC

Malala versus Ayaan Hirsi Ali: why is one beloved and the other reviled?

November 28, 2015 • 10:00 am

Among atheists vilified by other atheists, a list that of course include Sam Harris, we find an unlikely candidate: Ayaan Hirsi Ali. She is in fact on the list of “The 5 Most Awful Atheists” compiled by the bottom-feeding site Alternet. (The others are Bill Maher, Penn Jillette, S. E. Cupp, and of course Sam.) While I might be persuaded to add Cupp based on her politics (she’s an atheist who “aspires to faith” and has said she’d never vote for an atheist President), I’m sure there are many atheists far more awful than these five, and several of them—including Hirsi Ali—should be on the list of “Most admired atheists.”

I was thinking about why Hirsi Ali is so reviled by atheists and yet Malala Yousafzai (henceforth called “Malala,” as she’s widely known) is not only a hero, but also won the Nobel Prize. And yet they have some notable similarities: both are or were Muslims, both are famous for defending the rights of Muslim women, and both are under threat of murder from enraged Muslims who hate their activism (Malala was in fact shot in the head). I admire both of them, but why is Hirsi Ali reviled and Malala extolled?

One reason, I think, is that Hirsi Ali is strongly anti-Islam—she’s an apostate, while Malala remains a Muslim. Because of the liberal double standard, in which Muslims get a pass because they’re “oppressed” (that is, they’re people of color), Malala’s adherence to faith (one of whose forms almost killed her) isn’t criticized. Hirsi Ali, on the other hand, goes after Islam very often, and that doesn’t sit well with many atheists—again because of the double standard. Since Muslims are supposedly oppressed—although many of them oppress women, gays, apostates, Christians and Yazidis—while Christians are not, it’s far less acceptable among liberals to criticize Islam than to criticize any other faith.

As I believe Sam Harris said, Hirsi Ali should be a poster child for liberals. She’s black (of Somali origin); she had her genitals mutilated when young; she was once a pious Muslim; and, at great personal cost, she fled the faith and an arranged marriage, becoming a refugee in the Netherlands. There she educated herself and worked her way up to being a member of Parliament, only to flee after her collaborator on the film “Submission”, Theo van Gogh, was brutally murdered by an Islamist terrorist, leaving a note warning that she would be next. Hirsi Ali has continued to live under armed protection, now in the U.S., yet continues to speak and write tirelessly about the perfidies of extremist Islam and its oppression of women in particular—including genital mutilation. Now at Harvard, she’s written three excellent books, all of which I’ve read: Nomad, Infidel, and Heretic. The last is her program for the reform of Islam, which, although I see as unrealistic, bespeaks a determination to stop the terrorism through changing the way Muslims perceive the Qur’an and its dictates.

Why is she reviled? There are two reasons. One is simply that she’s married to the right-wing Niall Ferguson and previously worked for a conservative think tank, the American Enterprise Institute. These criticisms are irrelevant, and made only by those who wish to slander her. You can marry someone whose politics don’t jibe with yours (Mary Matalin and James Carville are a notable example), and Hirsi Ali worked at the AEI simply because nobody else offered her a job. (Where were you, progressives?). She’s now, as I said, at Harvard, at the Kennedy School of Government.

More important, she has occasionally said things that were unwise, and also has her words taken out of context. While she’s famously called for “crushing Islam”—and she did—she’s also called for a reform of the faith from within, as in her latest book Heretic, and she’s also made the distinction between hating a religion and hating its adherents as people. For those who go after her for wishing the extinction of Islam, read Heretic before you speak further.

She’s often criticized for having “defended” the Norwegian mass murderer Anders Breivik, but that is a misconception easily dispelled if you read what she said and her explanation for her words (see the post by Dan Arel on this issue). And, unlike Malala, she’s constantly calling out the problems with even moderate Islam, and that doesn’t sit well with some unthinking progressives, who repeatedly see the criticism of faith and faith-inspired acts as “Islamophobia.” I’m convinced that if Hirsi Ali spent her time criticizing right-wing Christians, she’d be far more admired.

Hirsi Ali has experienced the same kind of atheist-shaming as has Sam Harris: a few words, phrases, and thoughts are lifted from their work, and then used to denigrate their whole career, their whole body of work. I’m also convinced that if people really read their books and didn’t concentrate on such sound bites, the denigration would be considerably tempered. But people are either lazy don’t want to do that work, or they’re determined to dislike these people for other reasons, and won’t be swayed by the facts. I’m pretty sure that many people who attack Hirsi Ali haven’t read a single one of her three books. And I’m convinced that some prominent atheists who attack them are motivated in part by jealousy of their fame and their effectiveness.

Weigh a few phrases, even poorly-considered ones, against Hirsi Ali’s entire life and body of work. Again, she’s a black woman who worked her way out of fundamentalist Islam into a progressive point of view and political success, and who fights tirelessly for women’s rights. And have a look at the short (11-minute) film she wrote, “Submission,” which resulted in director Theo van Gogh’s death and her having to live under constant protection from fantatics sworn to kill her. I find the film immensely moving. I’m sure she knew what she would face when the movie became public.

Nobody is perfect, and as one commenter said on my recent post about Salon and Sam Harris, some nonbelievers tend to denigrate other atheists by quote-mining: taking words out of context without having read or understood (willfully or not) those words as they were intended. And, of course, all of us say things that don’t quite convey what we mean, are clumsy in our thoughts (that’s why I don’t tw**t), or are simply unthinking or make bad judgments. For those acts we can be faulted, but the tendency of atheists to denigrate other atheists by quote mining, and failing to judge someone’s work in its entirety, is an act of either laziness or mendacity. It’s time for atheists to get some perspective before we start eating our own.

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Note: I’ve defended Hirsi Ali previously on this site, but wanted to continue the discussion.

Caturday felid trifecta: pub cats, distillery cats, and a semi-salacious cat tee shirt

November 28, 2015 • 9:00 am

Reader Steve U sent me this report from the BBC about a cat pub, along with this note:

Luke Daniels runs The Bag of Nails in Bristol, South-West England. The pub has plenty of beer and ale to choose from, and 15 cats.

According to the BBC report, visitors love it (my emphasis):

“It’s my dream – alcohol and cats combined.”

Bethan Ingram has journeyed 60 miles from her home in Cowbridge, south Wales, to visit the Bag of Nails pub in Bristol.

Attracted by publicity about its unlikely status as a “cat pub”, the moggie-mad 24-year-old is here for a day out – and has not been disappointed.

“I love it,” she said. “A beautiful cat even greeted us on our way in. It’s so nice in here.”

Another first-time visitor, 22-year-old Rachel Smith, from Hereford, agreed.

“It’s my day off and I really love cats and wanted to see the pub,” she smiled, as two kittens wrestled on the bar.

“It’s cute and quirky, and I’m definitely hoping for cat cuddles.”

Apparently cats are legal in British pubs, but d*gs are, properly not allowed in The Bag of Nails!

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However, it’s the pub’s 15 cats that are proving to be the big draw. And if that number seems a little high, there used to be as many as 24 roaming about the bar.

“We had a lot of cats when I was young and I thought it was the best thing ever. But recently it got a bit out of hand,” Luke laughed. “So we gave some away.”

The cats that are left variously go by names such as Salvador, Absinthe, Pompidou and Caligula, and “apart from the odd, external influence” are all descended from Malcolm, a British short-haired male silver tabby, and solid black female Beresford, named after a former landlord.

They’re all one big family,” Luke said.

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As the landlord of an independently-run free house, Luke says he has “no brewery and no boss” and the city council are fine with the way he manages it “so long as the rent is paid”.

And he said a recent inspection by environmental health inspectors earned a five-star rating, mainly because no food is cooked on the premises.

Even though the pub’s various cats slink past the pints of drinkers at the bar, there is a distinct lack of beer spillage.

Luke said: “Cats are very elegant in the way they walk. Very occasionally drinks have been knocked over, but it’s just not an issue.”

A free house! If they carry Landlord, I’m going to take up residence.

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Regarding the viral concept of cat cafes, the publican said this;

Luke nearly coughed up a hairball as he described the concept as “deeply flawed”.

“It’s treating cats as a commodity and they are not. They are individual creatures with minds of their own,” he said.

“I know the media has portrayed us as a ‘cat pub’, but we just happen to have a lot of cats living upstairs that like to come down into the bar from time to time. There’s a big difference.”

In the meantime, Luke said he would continue welcoming the spate of new punters any media coverage attracts.

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The first reader who gets themselves photographed in The Bag of Nails, along with one of the cats and a pint, will get an autographed copy of WEIT with a cat (drinking a pint) drawn in it.

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Regarding cats and alcohol, we have a report from DNAinfo of a cat guarding a local Chicago microbrewery, guarding the grain from rats.

Meet Venkman, Raymond, Egon and Gozer — Empirical Brewery’s “Ghostbusters”-named feral cat colony, adopted in December through the Tree House Humane Society’s Cats at Work program.

“If a brewer says they don’t have rats, they’re lying,” said Bill Hurley, owner of Empirical, 1801 W. Foster Ave.

Rodents are attracted to the extremely high-quality grain that breweries stock by the truckload. To the rats, it’s like a “giant block of cheese,” Hurley said.

Empirical hired an exterminator to pay regular visits to the brewery, but still found itself throwing money out the window in the form of gnawed-on bags of barley.

Enter Tree House, which has moved 264 feral cats within Chicago and 130 in the suburbs, according to Jenny Schlueter, manager of Cats at Work.

Here’s Venkman:

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She’s placed cats in factories, barns, a hotel loading dock, behind restaurants and in backyards across the city.

“Rats can smell their predators,” Schlueter explained. “Quite honestly, house cats will also keep rodents away.”

Smart rats move along, she noted, and the “ones that don’t get it” wind up being hunted. While some folks become squeamish at the thought of cats hunting rats, Schlueter said she finds it more humane than poison or traps — and not to mention it’s part of the natural circle of life.

Here’s where the brewery cats live:

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Photo: DNAinfo/Patty Wetli

A warehouse like Empirical’s is ideal for feral cats — kind of like a real indoor home but not so confining that it stresses the cats out, Schlueter said.

Noting that Tree House has struggled to convince men that cuddling up to kittens can still come across as macho, Schlueter is pleased with the way Empirical has embraced its colony.

“We’re so grateful to them,” she said. “They’re good role models for guys.”

Well, I’ll ignore that sexist remark, and simply refer you to an Instagram site that’s collected pictures of cats working in distilleries, breweries, pubs, and wine bars throughout the world. Lots of nice photos there, and here’s one from the Cork State 11 distillery in Clavernack, New York:

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Finally, because I feel like a teenager today, I present you with a nice tee-shirt and the results you get when you wear it:

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I didn’t realize for a while that that’s a real kitten in the bottom photo. I’ll have to try wearing that shirt. . .

h/t: Steve U., Grania