Welcome to sabbath for goyische cats (remember that the Sabbath was made for cats, not cats for the Sabbath). It’s Sunday, May 18, 2025, and Mother Whistler Day, celebrating something to do with James McNeil’s Whistler’s famous portrait of his mother, painted in 1871. I’ve seen it at Paris’s Musée d’Orsay, a not-to-be-missed stop on a visit to that city. Its formal name is “Arrangement in Grey and Black No. 1”.
Here’s a photo of Mrs. Whistler, also in the public domain:
From Wikipedia:
The sensibilities of a Victorian era viewing audience would not accept what was a portrait exhibited as an “arrangement”, hence the addition of the explanatory title Portrait of the Painter’s mother. From this, the work acquired its enduring nickname of simply Whistler’s Mother. After Thomas Carlyle viewed the painting, he agreed to sit for a similar composition, this one titled Arrangement in Grey and Black, No. 2. Thus the previous painting became, by default, Arrangement in Grey and Black, No. 1.
Here’s Carlye’s portrait, also in the public domain:
It’s also National Cheese Souffflé Day and World AIDS Vaccine Day.
Readers are welcome to mark notable events, births, or deaths on this day by consulting the May 18 Wikipedia page.
Da Nooz:
*The horse Journalism, which finished second in the Kentucky Derby, won the Preakness, sadly having blown a chance to win the Triple Crown.
Once trailing by as many as five lengths, Journalism was still far behind Gosger at the top of the homestretch as it squeezed between Clever Again and Goal Oriented — the horses so close they and their jockeys rubbed together — before finally finding open ground. From there, with jockey Umberto Rispoli urging him on, Journalism ran down Gosger at the post, needing all of the course’s 1 3/16th miles to author a stunning comeback victory at the 150th Preakness at Baltimore’s Pimlico Race Course.
Here’s the race:
*I keep saying that if anything can curb the spate of unlawful Executive Orders spewing from Trump, it would be the Supreme Court, as Chief Justice Roberts want the court to keep some gravitas rather than being a rubber stamp for a loony President. And now it may be happening with the Alien Enemies Act, an old law that Trump’s using to deport people accused of being members of Venezuelan gangs. The court sent it back to the appeals court, which
The Trump administration will not be allowed to deport a group of Venezuelan detainees accused of being members of a violent gang under a rarely invoked wartime law while the matter is litigated in the courts, the Supreme Court said on Friday.
The justices sent the case back to a federal appeals court, directing it to examine claims by the migrants that they could not be legally deported under the Alien Enemies Act, the centuries-old wartime law invoked by the Trump administration. The justices said the appeals court should also examine what kind of notice the government should be required to provide that would allow migrants the opportunity to challenge their deportations.
The court said its order would remain in place until the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Fifth Circuit ruled and the Supreme Court considered any appeal from that ruling.
Justice Samuel A. Alito Jr. wrote a dissent, arguing that the justices had no authority to hear the dispute at this stage. He was joined by Justice Clarence Thomas.
The ruling deals a sharp blow to the Trump administration’s efforts to deploy the wartime law to pursue swift, sweeping deportations of Venezuelan migrants accused of being members of the gang, Tren de Aragua.
It also suggests that a majority of the justices may be skeptical of whether the migrants have been afforded enough due process protections by the administration before being deported, potentially to a prison for terrorists in El Salvador.
Yep, due process is needed. So far, though, the Supreme Court hasn’t itself issued a final ruling on any of Trump’s executive orders—it keeps sending them back to lower courts for clarification. At some point the Supremes, though, are going to have to make a decision, as there will be appeals.
*NBC News reports that Trump is working on a plan to move a million Gazans to Libya. That is half the population of Gaza, and, surprisingly, the Libyans appear ready to approve of it, for they gain the release of money previously frozen by the U.S. But these are early days:
The Trump administration is working on a plan to permanently relocate up to 1 million Palestinians from the Gaza Strip to Libya, five people with knowledge of the effort told NBC News.
The plan is under serious enough consideration that the administration has discussed it with Libya’s leadership, two people with direct knowledge of the plans and a former U.S. official said.
In exchange for the resettling of Palestinians, the administration would potentially release to Libya billions of dollars of funds that the U.S. froze more than a decade ago, those three people said.
No final agreement has been reached, and Israel has been kept informed of the administration’s discussions, the same three sources said.
The State Department and the National Security Council did not respond to multiple requests for comment before this article was published. After publication, a spokesperson told NBC News, “these reports are untrue.”
“The situation on the ground is untenable for such a plan. Such a plan was not discussed and makes no sense,” the spokesperson said.
Basem Naim, a senior Hamas official, said that Hamas, the U.S.-designated terrorist group that has run Gaza, was not aware of any discussions about moving Palestinians to Libya.
“Palestinians are very rooted in their homeland, very strongly committed to the homeland and they are ready to fight up to the end and to sacrifice anything to defend their land, their homeland, their families, and the future of their children,” Naim said in response to questions from NBC News. “[Palestinians] are exclusively the only party who have the right to decide for the Palestinians, including Gaza and Gazans, what to do and what not to do.”
The last paragraph, however, may not be true, for a recent poll shows that nearly half of surveyed Gazans would, with help, be willing to move to another country. So far, though no countries have been willing to take them (in fact, no countries), but Libya might. That still leaves 1.3 million Gazans, and presumably most of the remaining Hamas members, still living in the territory, but I don’t blame the citizens of that ruined strip of land wanting to start life anew—and not ruled by terrorist thugs.
*Speaking of that, the Wall Street Journal reports that many Gazans are getting sick of Hamas and are even, at the risk of their lives, demonstrating against them.
. . . .few expected Hamas to be wrestling with the most visible internal challenge to its authority since it seized control of the Gaza strip in 2007: the people it professes to represent.
Hamas has ruled harshly, often jailing and killing its critics or threatening them into silence. Yet a simmering, continuing resistance has added to the pressure on Hamas, especially in northern Gaza, where the town of Beit Lahiya is the epicenter of anti-Hamas protests that began in March.
After the demonstrations erupted in the town, they quickly spread to other parts of the Gaza Strip. Chanting “Hamas out,” large crowds, often at great risk, have demanded an end to the war and Hamas to cede control of the enclave. Since then, smaller but boisterous protests have taken place, where fear of Hamas has seemingly evaporated.
On social media, influencers—many of them Palestinians based in Egypt, Turkey, Europe and the U.S.—are urging Gazans to rise against Hamas and amplifying the protests globally. They are filling a void created by militant threats against journalists in Gaza, forcing many reporters to self censor their coverage of opposition to Hamas, said the Committee to Protect Journalists on Thursday.
“I consider myself the voice of the protests,” said Hamza al-Masri, a Turkey-based influencer, who has more than 1.2 million followers across several platforms. “Hamas has terrorized people in Gaza.”
What is unfolding in Beit Lahiya and on social media opens a window into how Hamas misinterpreted the shift in sentiments of many Gazans. It also represents an unprecedented collective defiance against the militants.
“The general feeling among Palestinians all over Gaza, not just Beit Lahiya, is that Hamas doesn’t care about their lives or suffering,” said Mkhaimar Abusada, a professor of political science at Al-Azhar University—Gaza who now lives in Cairo. “The general feeling is that Hamas cares more about its own survival.”
Well, it took them nearly twenty years to realize that! When they dig tunnels at the expense of the populace, set up terror centers in schools, hospitals, and even humanitarian zones, you’d think the locals would cotton on faster, especially when they see all the money Hamas spends on its crusade to destroy Israel. But better late than never, and I hope the disaffection spreads. And I hope even more that they overthrow the ruling thugs and that, after it’s done, they would realize that to leave in peace, they need a government dedicated to improving the lives of its own people, not to ending the lives of people to the north.
*At the Weekly Dish, Andrew Sullivan compares Pope Leo XIV to Trump, and guess who wins? Read “The Pope, the President, and America.”
. . . . . And it’s Leo’s American identity that distinguishes him in the global imagination, and in the history of the last two millennia. Which means, as David French has noted, that two Americans now bestride the entire globe in universal recognition and influence: this Pope and this President. And it’s the contrast between their personalities and values — not their politics — that makes the pairing so poignant at this moment in history. They represent two Americas — both genuine, but very different.
Leo is a classic American immigrant mix: Creole/French/Italian. His father was part of the Normandy invasion, Leo grew up on the South Side of Chicago, he went to Villanova when Rollie Massimino was basketball coach, and his two brothers made fun of him at home for being such a goody two-shoes. The brothers are classic: one, John, a mild-mannered, well-spoken former school principal, the other a ridiculously familiar Florida Man called Lou. How much more American can you get?
Leo himself seems so profoundly Midwestern to me, in all the best ways. Quiet in affect, careful in speech — and not that exciting. I’ve now listened to a few of his public interviews and speeches and I have to say they are terribly dull, full of words drained of freshness. I’m not saying his intellect is pedestrian; it obviously isn’t. But he is constantly avoiding the making of waves; he’d rather re-tweet than tweet; his description of selecting a bishop — a process he was in charge of — is all about a bishop’s ability to listen, to be humbly in dialogue, and to be fully engaged in the messy world as a still, small — but potent — voice of calm. He seems to know who he is, with no particular need to impress.
Trump, of course, is a near-mirror American image: from Queens, not Chicago, all inflammation all the time, a deeply insecure human with no discernible equanimity at all. Where Leo has been saturated in the tenets of Catholicism, Trump’s core moral values are entirely pagan. Power over others, for Trump, is a good to be sought at all times and costs. Great wealth is the clearest sign of an admirable person. Greed is healthy. The weak and the poor and the homeless are pathetic. It’s better to be a liar than a sucker. Revenge is the real point of life, and forgiveness dependent on the total submission and humiliation of the other.
If he were just this, of course, Trump wouldn’t be president. He also represents a gloriously American vulgarity — a brash, restless, money-grubbing carnival barker. He loves fast food, Coke Zero, and WWE. He swindles and charms. His energy is prodigious, his worldliness fathomless. And he can be terribly funny. Who wouldn’t laugh at the following brag in his Riyadh speech this week: “We renamed the Gulf of Mexico into the Gulf of America. That was very popular … other than perhaps with Mexico.” This shameless hucksterism has never ascended to the presidency in quite this way before — but it is deeply, authentically American nonetheless. I can’t help but be fond of it, even as Trump’s core character still appalls.
. . . And it is what America has always represented at its best. It may feel dark right now, but we need to remember the American values that Pope Leo reflects have not disappeared, even though they are now in the shadows. I see good, quiet people all around me, modest people like Bob Prevost, who do good every day. We Americans are not just about money and power and fame, and never have been. We are also about faith and dignity, modesty and hard work, common sense and mercy. The very person of this mild-mannered Chicagoan will remind the world that this too is true. And that at some point, the current depravity will end.
I almost didn’t post this because it always irritates me to see a man as rational as Sullivan devoting a large portion of his life to superstition, but I do agree with the last paragraph: “the current depravity will end.” It doesn’t feel that way, right now; and if I wanted to depress myself I could say that the problem is far more than Trump alone: it’s half of America who voted for him. Leo (even if he’s the avatar of superstition) is in the better half, and I hope the better half triumphs.
*Chicago and Da Pope. Yep, our city is adopting Leo XIV, who of course hails from here, as one of the city’s icons, as Chicago-ish as hot dogs and Da Bearsh.
In the breathless day since Pope Leo XIV’s election as the first American pontiff, the memes, doctored images and tongue-in-cheek references have piled up deeper than Chicago’s pizza and more loaded than its hot dog, seemingly irresistible to comics and commoners alike.
Stained-glass windows depicting a dunking Michael Jordan? A change in canon law to make ketchup-topped frankfurters a sin? Cameos in “The Bear”? All of it apparently as tempting as the forbidden fruit.
“You just saw a billion jokes,” says Chad Nackers, who was raised Catholic and now presides as editor-in-chief of The Onion, the satirical site that heralded Robert Prevost’s elevation with an image of the smiling pontiff encased in a poppyseed-dotted bun.
“Conclave Selects First Chicago-Style Pope,” read the headline.
“It’s just kind of ripe for humor,” Nackers says.
“DA POPE!” blared the front of the Chicago Sun-Times on Friday, one of countless spins on the city’s unique accent, immortalized in “Saturday Night Live” sketches. No matter how Pope Leo XIV actually appears, in this realm of humor, he’s a mustachioed everyman who swaps his Ts for Ds and his zucchetto for a Bears cap.
With the Second City in the spotlight, more Chicago tropes were trotted out than even the famed namesake improv troupe could dream up. The popemobile traded for the Dodge Monaco made famous in “The Blues Brothers”? Check. Twists on city-set shows and movies like “Chicago Hope,” er, “Chicago Pope”? Yup. Dreams of Portillo’s Italian beef sandwiches and the Chicago liqueur Malört taking the place of the bread and wine of communion? Yes, chef. Over and over again.
ADIn sports-loving Chicago, city teams were spun in a swell of papal humor. Initial belief that the pope’s baseball loyalties were with the Cubs led content creator Caitlin Hendricks to muse that Leo ironically hates the Cardinals. As it turns out, though, it appears the man in white roots for the White Sox.
Yep, but this is the best one—a real cover:
Meanwhile in Dobrzyn,
Hili: My shadow is bigger than your tree.A: THat’s not true but I understand your ambition.
Hili: Ja daję więcej cienia niż to twoje drzewo.Ja: To nie jest prawda, ale rozumiem twoje ambicje.
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From Stacy, another weird medieval scene:
From Jesus of the Day, and it may be real!
From My Cat is An Asshole:
Masih must be recovering, as she’s back posting again, and showing that she’s winning:
Remember the men who mocked #MyStealthyFreedom and #WhiteWednesdays the campaigns that I’ve launched against forced hijab in Iran!
10 years later, they’ve lost control.
First they ignore you. Then laugh. Then fight. Then you win.pic.twitter.com/Uz6a8EphBk
— Masih Alinejad 🏳️ (@AlinejadMasih) May 16, 2025
Simon sent a great screenshot of a post:
From Malcolm; kindness:
This man saw a cat, stayed to play with it, & cat fell asleep. The man didn’t move for not disturbing the sleeping cat. There’s no small kindness, & the world goes round for the sake of many a kind man. pic.twitter.com/35NZomOpcy
— Hakan Kapucu (@1hakankapucu) May 2, 2025
J. K. Rowling mocks the UN:
‘Women’ with penises. https://t.co/xBu6Vxxiz4
— J.K. Rowling (@jk_rowling) May 5, 2025
I found this one while doomscrolling:
What a fun game human! pic.twitter.com/91mZglLqe2
— Why you should have a cat (@ShouldHaveCat) May 3, 2025
A lovely aurora from the ISS:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pyrosome
One I reposted from the Auschwitz Memorial:
A French Jewish girl was gassed upon arriving at Auschwitz. She was four. Had she lived, she'd be 87 today.
— Jerry Coyne (@evolutionistrue.bsky.social) 2025-05-18T09:46:33.461Z
One tweet only from Dr. Cobb. Tetragonurus is a squaretail fish (the small one), and a pyrosome is a colonial tunicate.
Tetragonurus with its emotional support pyrosome from @schmidtocean.bsky.social dive 455 #designingthefuture2 #MarineLife





















































