Politics, Poppycock, and a Mess in Minnesota

Louis Dalrymple's 'Charity Begins at Home', Puck (NY). (December 28, 2898) via Library of Congress see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/McKinley_Tariff https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/War_Revenue_Act_of_1898
Hot topic from yesteryear: “Charity Begins at Home”, Louis Dalrymple in Puck (NY). (December 28, 1898)

Minnesota and Minneapolis have been national news for more than a month now.

This is my home state. I’m not happy about what’s in the news, and concerned about what’s dropped out of the news.

Ignoring the mess isn’t an option. So this week I’ll talk about what’s allegedly been happening, and why I take so much of what I read with a few bulk lots of salt.


Activists and a Distinct Perspective

Joseph Ferdinand Keppler's cartoon: 'A Hard Pull', showing politician James G. Blaine riding to Ohio, surrounded by emblems of scandals. Puck (NY) (October 1, 1884) via Library of Congress, see http://hdl.loc.gov/loc.pnp/ppmsca.28237
Politics in 1884.

A few headlines highlighted our cold weather, but most of the sound and fury has been over some folks allegedly enforcing laws, and other folks allegedly expressing their indignation over an unseemly and improper effort to catch up on law enforcement.

This has been going on since December.

The activists have also been expressing shock over allegedly unjustified assaults which resulted in the death, on the seventh of this month, of someone with unalloyed virtue. They’ve also been expressing horror, disapprobation, and outrage: again, allegedly.

Then, last Saturday, the 25th, another allegedly-innocent activist was killed.

I’m not, putting it mildly, happy about the situation.

I could emulate Mark Twain’s hypothetical reader:

“…the reader of the Deerslayer tale dislikes the good people in it, is indifferent to the others, and wishes they would all get drowned together.…”
(“Fenimore Cooper’s Literary Offences” , Mark Twain (1895) via Gutenberg.org) [emphasis mine]

But that’s not an option, for reasons I’ll get to later.

Apparently (Over-) Cautious: an Alleged Disclaimer

Louis M. Glackens' cartoon in Puck: 'The Yellow Press'. William Randolph Hearst as a jester tossing newspapers with headlines such as 'Appeals to Passion, Venom, Sensationalism, Attacks on Honest Officials, Strife, Distorted News, Personal Grievance, Misrepresentation' to a crowd of eager readers, among them an anarchist assassinating a politician speaking from a platform draped with American flags; on the left, men labeled 'Man who buys the comic supplement for the kids, Businessman, Gullible Reformer, Advertiser, and Decent Citizen' carry bags of money that they dump into Hearst's printing press'. Puck (NY) (October 12, 1910)
Problematic news isn’t new. “Appeals to Passion, Venom, Sensationalism, Attacks on Honest Officials, Strife, Distorted News, Personal Grievance, Misrepresentation”. (1910)

Why scatter “allegedly” through that summary, and elsewhere in this post?

I don’t know nearly enough about what has been happening to be certain about who has been doing what and why they’ve done it. And what I suspect might be the reality behind the news inspires more than the usual degree of caution.

Political? No! Perturbed? Yes

Chicago Tribune's political cartoon, after the 1927 Chicago mayoral general election: reacting to politicians who publicly endorsed candidates in a general election, after denouncing them in the primaries. (April 6, 1927)
Chicago Tribune cartoon, politicos about-facing the day after an election. (1927)

Since how I see the current mess overlaps politics, and some of what I say may sound “political”, I’ll present a disclaimer. Or maybe an admission.

I live in Minnesota, but not in Minneapolis. My state’s “Metro” — Minneapolis, St. Paul, and the suburbs — are a couple hours down the road from my home. I am profoundly glad I do not live there.

I’m a Catholic. I take my faith seriously.

That doesn’t make me liberal, conservative, or in line with any other political position.

It does make me obliged to have —

  • Respect for the human person, the individual
  • Interest in the well-being and development of societies
  • A desire for least a measure of security and stability for societies and individuals
    (Catechism of the Catholic Church, 1905-1912)

So, even if I felt like it, I can’t sit back and munch popcorn while the usual suspects put on their dog and pony shows.

I’m just some guy living in central Minnesota. So changing the world is not something I can do. Which is fine by me. That level of responsibility would be scary.

I am, however, personally responsible for what I can do: taking a part in public life, as far as my circumstances permit. (Catechism, 1913-1917)

That’s why I’m touching on what we’re being told, how I see it, why I think people matter, and whatever else comes to mind.

About that —

Since I’m not on the same page as The Establishment,1 the folks in my society whose opinions matter, I may sound like a conservative.

But I’ve been paying attention. So either standing firm on a conservative platform, or jumping on the liberal bandwagon, is not an option.2

Out of Step With The Establishment: Five Decades and Counting

Bruce Tinsley' Mallard Fillmore commentary on political news. (January 7, 2026)
Partisan pressure and poppycock: nobody has a monopoly.

My teen years and the Sixties overlap.

Many long-overdue reforms got traction then.

I’m not happy about how some worked out.

Others: well, making new rules and regulations is one thing; encouraging folks to take ideas like “love your neighbor” seriously is emphatically a work in progress.

Walt Kelly's Deacon Mushrat and Simple J. Malarky. (1953)

In my youth, I was not in step with The Establishment: which seemed increasingly frantic to make us more panicked by un-American influences, than by their efforts to protect us. I’ve got my faults, but striving to maintain that status quo wasn’t one of them.

Years, and decades, passed.

This country’s current self-described best and brightest have different quirks, preferences, and peeves. These days they’re ‘protecting’ us from other bogeymen, the ones they fear.

Left: photo from from https://cmr.berkeley.edu/2019/10/political-correctness/; 'Political Correctness Fatigue: Does Irreverence Make Better Leadership?'; David Salisbury; CMR Insights; California Management Review; Haas School of Business; University of California, Berkeley (October 18, 2019). Right: cancel culture cartoon from https://www.cartoonstock.com/directory/p/political_correctness_in_cartoons.asp; Mike Bekom's Counterpoint (February 27, 2024). from  https://cmr.berkeley.edu/2019/10/political-correctness/Counterpoint (February 27, 2024). see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newspeak
Freedom: lawful speech and a banned comic.

And I’m still not on the same page as the folks who promote freedom by telling us what to think, what to say, and how to say it.

On the other hand, I think many or most are sincere: that journalists, for example, objectively and without bias report exactly how they feel about events they see as newsworthy.

Minnesota: Good Grief, Another Month

Now, about the mess in my home state. The one that’s been running since December.

‘We Interrupt Your Worship to Bring You Our Message’

Izzy Canizares, BringMeTheNews: 'Activists who protested at St. Paul church are released from custody at judge's order'. (January 24, 2026)
Disrupted worship Sunday, released Friday. The law at work in Minnesota. (January 24, 2026)

Activists who protested at St. Paul church are released from custody at judge’s order
Izzy Canizares, BringMeTheNews (January 24, 2026)

“…A group of protesters led by Levy Armstrong interrupted a service at the church, which was chosen because one of its pastors also serves as a local Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) director at a time Minnesota is the subject of an aggressive immigration crackdown by the Trump administration….”

About that incident: All I know about what happened is what little I’ve seen in the news.

I’m pretty sure that someone disrupted a worship service in the Metro. Possibly because a person who’s the wrong sort was a pastor there. It also looks like some judge decided that the disruptors shouldn’t be in jail.

I think there can be good reasons for having “due process”. I don’t know why a judge decided that folks who’d “interrupted” a worship service should be released. Maybe there were legitimate reasons for springing them.

From Google News: 'Former CNN anchor Don Lemon taken into custody in Los Angeles'. (9:50 a.m. CST / 13:50 UTC, Friday, January 30, 2026)
A week later: journalist arrested, charged….A

But I don’t see someone ‘interrupting’ worship this way as acceptable, or prudent, behavior. Not even if the intent is to draw attention to a perceived injustice. Of course, I’m one of ‘those religious people’, so I wouldn’t.

These particular folks weren’t Catholic, but I am a Catholic, so taking all faiths seriously is a ‘must’ —

“843 The Catholic Church recognizes in other religions that search, among shadows and images, for the God who is unknown yet near since he gives life and breath and all things and wants all men to be saved. Thus, the Church considers all goodness and truth found in these religions as ‘a preparation for the Gospel and given by him who enlightens all men that they may at length have life.'”
(Catechism)

Google Street View: Church of the Annunciation, Minneapolis, Minnesota. (January 2022)
The Annunciation attacker only killed two. (2025)

Maybe this month’s disrupted worship service isn’t getting much attention because nobody got killed.

Some disruptions are lethal.

Two people, kids, died in an attack on Church of the Annunciation in Minneapolis last August. Then the attacker killed himself.

It wasn’t all bad news. The death of two Catholic schoolkids was treated as a serious crime. All in all, the situation could have been a lot worse. (“Death and Evil: But Also Light and Hope” (September 6, 2025))

Alternatively-Legal Immigrants

J. Keppler's lithograph: 'Welcome to All
“Welcome to All”, Puck (NY)’s view of immigrants. (1880)

The trouble in Minnesota, and now elsewhere, is allegedly due to Federal law enforcement catching up on long-standing violations of laws regarding immigration.

What gets lost in the shouting is that the problem isn’t folks coming to this country.

It’s that they’ve allegedly come to this country and stayed here by non-legal means.

And that a distressing number of these ‘rules are for other people’ immigrants have committed crimes besides non-legal entry while they were here.

In fairness, folks whose forebears have been in America legally for generations occasionally commit crimes, too. What fractions of which groups commit crimes: that’s something I lack both zeal and resources to dig out of public records.

Another detail that’s easy to miss is that, as far as I can tell, letting folks come to this country and settle down is still legal. Researching what those laws are, and who they affect, is another task I’m not starting this week.

Immigrants, Rules, and Unchanging Principles

Detail, Joseph F. Keppler's 'Uncle Sam's lodging-house:' an anti-Irish cartoon. Puck (NY) centerfold. (June 7, 1882)
Irish immigrants as pests: Puck (NY). (1882)

Instead, I’ll take a quick look at how being a Catholic, and someone whose ancestors arrived after the Pilgrims landed, affects my view of immigration.

Being a Catholic — there’s a lot written about how I should see immigration. But basically, it’s what Catechism of the Catholic Church, 2241, says:

“2241 The more prosperous nations are obliged, to the extent they are able, to welcome the foreigner in search of the security and the means of livelihood which he cannot find in his country of origin. Public authorities should see to it that the natural right is respected that places a guest under the protection of those who receive him.

Political authorities, for the sake of the common good for which they are responsible, may make the exercise of the right to immigrate subject to various juridical conditions, especially with regard to the immigrants’ duties toward their country of adoption. Immigrants are obliged to respect with gratitude the material and spiritual heritage of the country that receives them, to obey its laws and to assist in carrying civic burdens.
(Catechism) [emphasis mine]

That seems straightforward enough. Political authorities and the common good — that’s a can of worms I’ll leave alone this week.

Obeying laws? The basics aren’t all that complicated.

Rules, ethics — natural law — are written into reality’s source code. They’re just there. They haven’t changed, and won’t. Some things are simply wrong. Always. Everywhere. (Catechism, 1950-1960)

Rules we make up, positive law, “varies greatly”; and that’s okay. Folks living in different times and places, cultures and climates, may have different rules (Catechism, 1957)

Positive law — like Minnesota Statutes 176, 256, 609, … for example — should line up with natural law: ‘don’t steal’, in those cases. Sometimes it doesn’t. When that happens, we’ve got problems. (Catechism, 1957-1958, 2273)

Finally, since my ancestral homelands are in various parts of northwestern Europe, not this continent, I can’t reasonably see immigrants as a threat.

And since a fair fraction of my ancestors are Irish — perpetually inebriate troublemakers in the eyes of some — I’m inclined to be cautious about ‘what everybody knows’.

It’s Just Fraud, Pay No Attention

Thomas Nast's 'This tub has no bottom to stand on', cartoon in Harper's Weekly showing shows Justice, with scales hanging from her waist, lifting a washtub labeled 'Public Corruption' by the handles, but the rings that hold it together break, they are labeled 'The Press Ring, Canal Ring, Whiskey Ring, Indian Ring, City Ring, 'Tammany Ring'. (June 5, 1875) see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tammany_Hall
Public corruption: not a new problem.

It’d be nice if everyone, from the panhandler getting room and board in the city jail to the highest in all the land, were paragons of virtue whose actions could bear the closest scrutiny.

That’s not the world I live in.3

Expecting perfection isn’t reasonable. But if taxes are supposed to bankroll alleged social services, it’d be nice if that money went to real social services.

That brings me to this little item:

FBI investigating Minnesota fraud scheme, director says
Reuters (December 29, 2025)

“The FBI has ‘surged’ investigative resources and personnel to Minnesota, bureau Director Kash Patel said on Sunday, in the latest instance of the Trump administration’s fraud investigations that have largely targeted the state’s Somali immigrants.

“Federal officials in recent weeks have portrayed Minnesota’s Somali community as a hotspot for fraud involving millions of federal dollars intended for social services. Immigrant-rights advocates have accused the administration of using the fraud investigations as an excuse to target Somali immigrants more broadly.

“The FBI declined to provide further details about Patel’s comment. Minnesota Governor Tim Walz’s office did not immediately respond to a request for comment.

“Patel on Sunday referenced ‘recent social media reports in Minnesota,’ without being more specific. But his X post came two days after an online video documented allegedly inactive daycare facilities that had received public funds as part of a wider network of allegedly fraudulent activities….”

There’d been rumblings in local and regional news before that. The alleged fraud got a bit more attention come December.

Which is when Operation Metro Surge, a catchy name for the protests, demonstrations, or whatever I’m supposed to call them, started in Minneapolis — and are now popping up elsewhere.

Since then, alleged state funding of non-existent alleged social services has seemingly become a non-issue that never happened.

Coverage of heroic and dedicated protestors/activists/whatever, on the other hand, has eclipsed the Winter Olympics. In my news feed, at any rate.

Headlines and Me

Pulitzer's New York World front page headline and illustration stating that a torpedo or bomb sunk the Maine. (February 17, 1898)
REMEMBER THE MAINE! (1898), and what we’ve learned since then.

I figure the dedicated protestors/activists/whatever are sincere.

Nobody with an ounce of sense goes outside this time of year in Minnesota, unless there’s a really good reason: striving for some cause, shoveling the walk, or enjoying winter sports.

What’s actually been going on in my state: that’s something I don’t know.

I am, however, very concerned at the way allegations of massive and long-term fraud disappeared from the news: replaced by coverage of heroic protestors and brutish agents of the law. Which, I’ll grant, is just my viewpoint.

I’m also impressed at how hard it is to find verifiable information either confirming or refuting claims that a few folks in my state have been enjoying the benefits of running social services which only exist on paper.

I’d prefer believing that Minnesota’s Brobdingnagian alleged fraud scandals were just politics as usual. But the way occasional ‘fraud’ headlines faded when an FBI investigation made international news — is unsettling.

As far as I can tell, the alleged mishandling of public funds has barely been recognized, let alone dealt with, by the folks who matter in my state. Seeing the sound and fury over protestors and bogeymen as a distraction is uncomfortably easy.

But that, again, is just my viewpoint.

I remember McCarthyism’s dying gasps, and haven’t felt an urge to join some Great Cause du Jour since my youth.4 I’ve also developed the opinion that bogeymen, no matter how frightening, aren’t necessarily our biggest problems.

It’s (Not) Simple

Louis Dalrymple's 'Young America's Dilemma', showing a schoolboy standing outside a 'Public School', comparing incomes of the manager of a steel trust and a Supreme Court justice. Puck (NY) (June 12, 1901) see https://www.loc.gov/item/2010651418/
Things are seldom this simple.

Critical thinking — the sort that involves analyzing and evaluating first, then forming a judgment — is more than I have energy or inclination to thrash out.

John Tenniel's first edition 'Drink Me' illustration for , printed by Dalziel Brothers. (1865)
John Tenniel’s ‘Drink Me’ illustration for “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”, Lewis Carroll. (1865)

Besides, it’s kind of boring. Apart from humorous bits like this:

“…It was all very well to say ‘Drink me,’ but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. ‘No, I’ll look first,’ she said, ‘and see whether it’s marked ‘poison’ or not;” for she had read several nice little stories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long; and that if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked ‘poison,’ it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later….”
(“Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”, Chapter 1, Lewis Carroll (1866) via Wikisource)

Humor notwithstanding, learning “simple rules” like Alice’s is a good start.

So is learning to think about what’s said, who’s saying it and why, and which hot buttons they’re pushing. Loaded language is arguably easier to spot when someone who’s “them”, not “us”, uses it.

Thinking isn’t as easy as reacting to slogans the ‘right sort’ use. But reality isn’t nearly that simple, and — well, I’ve learned that the ‘right sort’ can be wrong.5

Labels, Attitudes, and America: Then and Now

From Harris & Ewing Collection at the Library of Congress: 'Ku Klux Klan at U.S. Capitol, Washington, D.C.', Harris & Ewing, photographer (August 1925) and see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ku_Klux_Klan#Rapid_growth https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_rallies_and_protest_marches_in_Washington,_D.C.#1900%E2%80%931949 https://www.granger.com/1032655-ku-klux-klan-parade-1925-a-parade-of-ku-klux-klan-members-i-image.html
Ku Klux Klan at U.S. Capitol, Washington, D.C., August 1925. A ‘good old days’ I do not miss.

I sometimes indulge in nostalgia, but I do not yearn for the ‘good old days’.

“After all, the KKK is an old American institution.”
(John E. Ranking, member of HUAC (1946) in “The Ku Klux Klan in Mississippi A History”, Michael Newton (2010). via Wikipedia))

By the time I was paying attention, HUAC (House Un-American Activities Committee), had earned a reputation for being part of the problem, not a solution.

Meanwhile, using “un-American” as a one-size-fits-all label for ‘anything or anyone I don’t like’ had — my opinion — encouraged the notion that to be un-American was a good thing, and that “American” was a pejorative.

Those were interesting times.6 I don’t miss them.

Walt Kelly's Pogo. (March 30, 1953) Howland Owl, Mole MacCarony, and The Cowbirds; in a discussion of owl migration. Mole MacCarony, in reference to an ignited 'Captain Wimby's Bird Atlas', says 'There's nothing quite so lovely as a brightly burning book'.
“There’s nothing quite so lovely as a
brightly burning book”. (1953)

I’m not denouncing some politico, promoting some panacea, or protesting against ‘those people over there’.

So I don’t lean on words like these, assuming that nobody checks up on what I’ve been saying, or imagining that the labels are accurate and complete:

  • Fascist
  • Socialist
  • Racist
  • Un-American
  • Intolerant
  • Satanic

That’s not even close to an exhaustive list, but you get the idea.

Bogeymen

Thomas Nast's cartoon: 'The Usual Irish Way of Doing Things' in Harper's Weekly. (September 2, 1871) From The History Project at UC Davis, University of California, Davis; via Wikimedia Commons, used w/o permission.
“The Usual Irish Way of Doing Things”, Thomas Nast. (1871) Warning Americans against the Irish threat.

I’d better start wrapping this up with a few assertions of my own.

Versions of Reality Lite often include sincerely-held views like this: all [group] are [adjective].

An example that’s been out of fashion for some time now is that all [Irishmen] are [irresponsible].

Dire threats to the American way of life like me have lost appeal as bogeymen. Partly, I suspect, because — by learning to act, dress, and talk drably — we could pass as Anglo. And that’s another topic. Topics.

Times change, and so has what the ‘proper sort’ perceive as dire threats.

Screenshot from WCCO YouTube video: 'Historic Church, Damaged By Arson, Opens Doors To Public' (June 14, 2016)
St. Mary’s, a few miles down the road: torched in 2016. (WCCO (June 2016))

Being Irish isn’t, as far as I’ve seen, a problem in today’s America. Movies like “Going My Way” and “Top o’ the Morning” helped, or maybe reflected, changing attitudes.7

Occasionally I’ll run into assertions that ‘those religious people’ foment discord and discontent: discord and discontent that the ‘proper sort’ don’t like. That, of course, makes us perceived threats to the very fabric of society. I don’t see it that way, but I am one of ‘those religious people’, and a Catholic to boot, so I wouldn’t.

But frothing radio preachers of yesteryear indirectly and very unintentionally led me to become a Catholic. So seeing ‘those religious people’ in a dubious light is something I sort of understand.

Acting as if Humans are People

Photo by Ikar.us: Kleinstkindergrab, babies' graves in Karlsruhe main cemetery. 'In the foreground a common burial field for miscarried children, in the background graves of children who were stillborn or have died soon after their birth.' (August 2, 2008) via Wikipedia, used w/o permission.
Kleinstkindergrab, babies’ graves in Karlsruhe main cemetery. Photo by Ikar.us. (August 2, 2008)

I said I’d explain, “later”, why I won’t emulate Mark Twain’s hypothetical reader; so I’ll wrap this up with something I’ve said before. Often.

“…I think human beings are people. ALL human beings. Who we are, what we’ve done, or who our ancestors are, doesn’t matter. Every human being is a person, made ‘in the image of God’: no matter how young or old, healthy or sick, that person is. Again, since human life is a gift from God, it’s precious, sacred. (Genesis 1:2627, 2:7; Catechism, 355-357, 361, 369-370, 1700, 1730, 1929, 2258-2317)…”
(“Attack on Lawmakers: Politics, Life, and Making Sense Anyway”, Each Human Life Matters (June 21, 2025))

And as if that — thinking that all human beings are really people and shouldn’t be murdered, even when it’s legal — wasn’t bad enough, there’s my obligation to love God, love my neighbors, and see everyone as my neighbor. Always. (Matthew 5:4344, 22:3640; Mark 12:2831; Luke 6:31, 10:2527, 2937; Catechism, 2196)

It’s not easy. But I think it’s a good idea, anyway.

I’ve talked about people, politics, and living with uncertainty, before:


1 They’re slogans, but the words mean things, too:

2 My take on having beliefs that matter; participation in public life:

A I don’t know how the legal part of this “Cities Church protest” will turn out. But I’ve noticed that American laws aimed at a particular group often end up being applied to other groups. And I’m pretty sure the journalist’s legal trouble will be packaged as a “freedom of speech” issue in the news. My opinion? this isn’t simple:

Don Lemon, Wikipedia (January 30, 2026)

“…Cities Church protest and attempted federal charges (2026)

In January 2026, Lemon livestreamed an anti-ICE protest inside Cities Church in St. Paul, Minnesota, during a worship service. Activists alleged that a pastor associated with the church also held a leadership role within U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE). Lemon interviewed protesters and congregants during a multi-hour livestream.[57]

Following the protest, officials within the U.S. Department of Justice sought to bring federal charges against Lemon. According to reporting, prosecutors considered charging him under the Freedom of Access to Clinic Entrances Act (FACE Act), codified at 18 U.S.C. §248, which prohibits the use of force, threat of force, or physical obstruction to interfere with a person’s exercise of religious worship; and under 18 U.S.C. §241, a Reconstruction-era civil rights conspiracy statute commonly associated with the Ku Klux Klan Act.[58][59]

A federal magistrate judge ultimately declined to approve the proposed criminal complaint, stating the government had not presented sufficient probable cause at that stage, and no charges were filed. Lemon stated he was present as a journalist, and his attorney argued his conduct was protected by the First Amendment.[59][60]

On January 29, 2026, Lemon was taken into custody by federal law enforcement.[61]…”
(Wikipedia (10:10 a.m. CST / 14:10 UTC, Friday, January 30, 2026) [emphasis mine]

A little background:

3 Original sin, authority, and why wealth doesn’t offend me:

4 Alleged fraud, real incidents, and time-tested strategies:

5 Things to be aware of, and to remember:

6 Times and labels change, principles — and appeals to unreason — not so much:

7 Movies encouraging, or maybe reflecting, changing attitudes:

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Elgin, Animals, Ethics, and a Decalogue Detail

Illustration from Wanda Gág's 'Millions of Cats'. (1928)
From Wanda Gág’s “Millions of Cats”. (1928)

I don’t know what, if any, name the neighbors had given “LGN”: pronounced “Elgin”.

I’m not even sure that the little grey cat belonged to our neighbors at 1010. But she, or possibly he, came from their yard very regularly when my father and I were outside and near the front of the house.

Now, cats act like cats: but they also have personalities. They can act aloof, hostile, seemingly-oblivious, vaguely interested in you: or possibly in something behind you.

But I have never met a cat as delighted to see me, or maybe it was my father, as Elgin.

He, or possibly she, would approach us at something a tad faster than a cat’s usual walk.

She, or possibly he, would have managed more speed, if — I’ll skip the he/she thing and arbitrarily use “she” — she’d have been marginally faster if she hadn’t been rubbing her left, then right, cheek on the grass as she approached.

I’ve never seen a cat other than Elgin do that.

Once near our feet, she’d stick around for behind-the-ear skritches and other non-verbal greetings from us. Being us, my father and I would also make appropriate vocal greetings.

These conversations with Elgin didn’t last long. At some point she’d head back to the yard north of 1010, after which my father and I would get on with whatever we’d been doing.

To my knowledge, Elgin never followed us back to the door of 1010, or indicated an interest in anything other than friendly greetings.

Finally, about calling her “Elgin”, or LGN. Elgin was a distinctly small cat: ‘kitten-size’, but didn’t grow in the time we knew her. She was also gray, so my father called her our LGN, or Little Grey Neighbor.

Ethics and Rules That Make Sense

Photo from BBC News: 'Demonstrations have continued since Mr Floyd's death in Minneapolis police custody on Monday'. (May 30, 2020) see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arson_damage_during_the_George_Floyd_protests_in_Minneapolis%E2%80%93Saint_Paul
Fervent demonstrations, Minneapolis. (May 2020)
This year’s SNAFU could be worse,
and that’s another topic. Topics.

My father and I have a common interest in and affection for animals. He’s long-since deceased, but I’m using present tense because — that’s a discussion for another time, involving last things1 and a whole mess of other topics.

How I feel about animals matters, to me, but what matters a great deal more is what we’re told about how we’re supposed to treat them. That brings me to ideas like ethics, rules, and why I don’t trust strong feelings: mine, or those expressed by others. All of which deserves much more time and attention than I’ve got this week.

Old Rules, and Reminders

John Tenniel's 'Executioner argues with King about cutting off Cheshire Cat's head, from 'Alice in Wonderland', Lewis Carroll. (1865, republished 1866)
Cheshire Cat, King, Queen, and Executioner. (1866)
A judicial discussion in Wonderland.
(Hierarchy of authority is a topic for another day.)

So I’ll discuss, briefly, what the Church says about animals and how we should treat them.

Oddly enough, animal welfare connects with one of the Decalogue’s rules.

“You shall not steal.”
(Exodus 20:15) (and see Leviticus 19:11, Deuteronomy 5:19)

It’s been years since I saw a particular single-panel cartoon showing Moses on Mount Sinai.

Looking at the words “don’t be a jerk” on a stone tablet, Moses tells God, “trust me, you need to be more specific”.

That’s not how we got the Decalogue, but the cartoon made a point. Many, maybe most, of us need to be told, or at least reminded, how the basics, like “do not steal”, affect how we should act.

Like this bit —

“You shall not muzzle an ox when it treads out grain.”
(Deuteronomy 25:5)

Loving Animals, But Loving People More

William Hogarth's 'Second Stage of Cruelty', detail. Tom Nero beating his horse. (1751) see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Four_Stages_of_Cruelty
Detail, Hogarth’s ‘Second Stage of Cruelty’, Tom Nero beating his horse. (1751)
Subtle, no. But Hogarth has a point.

Not muzzling an ox may have profound metaphoric and spiritual significance.

But I figure there’s also a more obvious meaning, beyond the example given: don’t mistreat animals.

Upwards of two and a half millennia later, treating animals humanely is still a good idea.

Which is why a discussion of “you shall not steal” includes this:

“2415 The seventh commandment enjoins respect for the integrity of creation. Animals, like plants and inanimate beings, are by nature destined for the common good of past, present, and future humanity. Use of the mineral, vegetable, and animal resources of the universe cannot be divorced from respect for moral imperatives. Man’s dominion over inanimate and other living beings granted by the Creator is not absolute; it is limited by concern for the quality of life of his neighbor, including generations to come; it requires a religious respect for the integrity of creation.

“2416 Animals are God’s creatures. He surrounds them with his providential care. By their mere existence they bless him and give him glory. Thus men owe them kindness. We should recall the gentleness with which saints like St. Francis of Assisi or St. Philip Neri treated animals.

“2417 God entrusted animals to the stewardship of those whom he created in his own image. Hence it is legitimate to use animals for food and clothing. They may be domesticated to help man in his work and leisure. Medical and scientific experimentation on animals is a morally acceptable practice, if it remains within reasonable limits and contributes to caring for or saving human lives.

“2418 It is contrary to human dignity to cause animals to suffer or die needlessly. It is likewise unworthy to spend money on them that should as a priority go to the relief of human misery. One can love animals; one should not direct to them the affection due only to persons.
(Catechism of the Catholic Church, Respect for the integrity of creation)
[emphasis mine]

As usual, I’ve talked about this sort of thing before:


1 Last things, briefly:

“1021 Death puts an end to human life as the time open to either accepting or rejecting the divine grace manifested in Christ. The New Testament speaks of judgment primarily in its aspect of the final encounter with Christ in his second coming, but also repeatedly affirms that each will be rewarded immediately after death in accordance with his works and faith. the parable of the poor man Lazarus and the words of Christ on the cross to the good thief, as well as other New Testament texts speak of a final destiny of the soul -a destiny which can be different for some and for others.

“1022 Each man receives his eternal retribution in his immortal soul at the very moment of his death, in a particular judgment that refers his life to Christ: either entrance into the blessedness of heaven-through a purification or immediately,-or immediate and everlasting damnation.

At the evening of life, we shall be judged on our love.
(St. John of the Cross, Dichos 64.)

(Catechism of the Catholic Church)

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Very Cold Weather, Sewer Problem, But Otherwise Fine

National Weather Service national weather map 22:28 UTC (January 22, 2026)
It’s COLD outside, here in Minnesota. (4:28 p.m. (22:28 UTC), January 22, 2026)
Louis M. Glackens' cartoon in Puck: 'The Yellow Press'. William Randolph Hearst as a jester tossing newspapers with headlines such as 'Appeals to Passion, Venom, Sensationalism, Attacks on Honest Officials, Strife, Distorted News, Personal Grievance, Misrepresentation' to a crowd of eager readers, among them an anarchist assassinating a politician speaking from a platform draped with American flags; on the left, men labeled 'Man who buys the comic supplement for the kids, Businessman, Gullible Reformer, Advertiser, and Decent Citizen' carry bags of money that they dump into Hearst's printing press'. (October 12, 1910)
Eager readers and a jester-journalist with “Appeals to Passion”, “Venom”, “Sensationalism”, “Strife”…. (1910)
More than a century later, still familiar.

Minnesota’s in the news, but not because of the weather. That’s another topic, for another day.

An Extreme Cold Warning has been in effect for my part of Minnesota since 3:00 this afternoon. It runs until noon tomorrow, when a Cold Weather Advisory starts. That’ll run until Saturday noon.

But the weather my news feed has been showing me is about the “heavy snow, crippling ice and frigid temperatures” of a winter storm that’ll make life interesting for folks in “more than 2 dozen states”. Maybe excessively interesting. Focusing on states from New Mexico and Texas to Maine and the Carolinas does make sense.

One of the things I like about Minnesota is that our weather isn’t boring. Besides adding variety to our lives, that’s encouraged us to have equipment on hand for dealing with snow, rain, heat, cold, and various combinations thereof.

Still, the next few days will be distinctive. At the moment, 5:40 in the afternoon, it’s -17°F, -27°C. There’s a wind out of the northwest at 18, with gusts to 23 mph, which gives us a windchill of -43°F, -42°C.

I’ll gladly stay inside, where there’s a very good chance that the furnace will keep working.

A Sewer Situation

Brian H. Gill's photo: Sauk Center Utilities crew checking sewer on South Ash Street (January 20, 2026)
Tuesday afternoon: Sauk Centre Utilities crew checking out the ‘city’ sewer out front. (January 20, 2026)

The good news is that we noticed the trouble early, and the kids found an outfit maybe an hour down the road with equipment that could deal with what seemed to be a clogged sewer.

The frustrating news is that we’re still in mid-process, but at least now we can run water out the municipal sewer system.

There wasn’t much damage in the basement and elsewhere, and if the fellow who was supposed to come today gets over the flu, we’ll know more some time Monday.

Flu? Seems it’s going around these parts just now. Which might explain how we’ve been feeling, and that’s yet another topic.

But, aside from a sewer situation and feeling the occasional draft — my desk is in the northwest corner of this former farm house, and in the four decades we’ve been here we still haven’t found and blocked every gap and cranny. Never mind.

Aside from that, we’re doing fairly well. And life hasn’t been boring. At all.

Finally, yes; we do talk about the weather quite a bit in these parts.

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Our Lady of Angels: My Home Parish

Last Saturday I learned that my home parish, Our Lady of Angels in Sauk Centre, will almost certainly close this year. I’m not happy about that. At all.

There’s some detail here:

And a little background on the Area Catholic Communities setup we have now:

And there’s that video, from February 24, 2025.

Our bishop’s talk about positivity, hope, and the Church not being buildings, but people who follow Jesus? I see his point.

I see the point, but I’m still not at all happy about what’s happening.

Better Communication This Time Around

Google Street Maps: Padua, Minnesota. There used to be a Catholic parish here. (image from May 2023)
Padua, Minnesota: there used to be a parish here.
Diocese of Saint Cloud Area Catholic Communities (ACC) Map. (updated July 6, 2023)
Area Catholic Communities (ACC) map, courtesy Diocese of Saint Cloud. (updated July 6, 2023)

Even so, the situation now is better than what happened quite a few years back when several other parishes around here were closed.

From what I hear, quite a few folks went to church one day and learned that their home parish no longer exited. No talks, no communication, just: it’s closed.

I haven’t researched what happened, and so don’t have the full picture. But it sort of makes sense. We’re a rural area, at the far end of Stearns County from Diocese headquarters in St. Cloud. It just may not have occurred to folks — I’ll stop now.

The good news is that this time around, we are being kept in the loop.

Losing a place that’s been important for generations is hard, but at least we have time to get ready for the final loss of our parish.

Germans, the Irish, and a Little Local History

Google Street Maps: Sauk Centre, Minnesota: looking north on Highway 71/Main Street. (image from May 2023)
Sauk Centre, Minnesota: the town I call home.
Screenshot from Parishes on the Prairie Livestream', YouTube (December 28, 2029) see https://parishesontheprairie.org/
Mass at St. Paul’s, Sauk Centre. (December 28, 2024)

Happily, we can celebrate Mass over at St. Paul’s. That was the “German church” here in Sauk Centre.

In Sauk Centre’s early days, pretty much everyone was either German or Irish.

The Germans were, for the most part, fairly recent arrivals in this country: which accounts for their preferring priests who spoke German during Mass. They were also a bit better-off economically than the Irish: or so I’ve heard. At any rate, anyone celebrating Mass with the Germans could follow along: but unless they understood German, the homilies would have needed translation.

Now, the Germans understood English well enough. But, like I said, they liked their Mass in German.

The Irish might have preferred hearing homilies in Gaeilge, but they’d been using English back in the old country — and that’s another topic.

So — I don’t know details — the Irish ended up with their own parish, here in Sauk Centre’s south side. It wasn’t, on the whole, as prosperous as the German one, or so I understand, but we’ve done a pretty good job with the building and its fittings over the generations.

And the homilies in the “Irish church” were in a language the parishioners understood. Still are, for that matter, although a whole lot of not-Irish worship here; and the “German church” has long since stopped being so very German, and English is spoken in both.

Memories and a Photo

Our Lady of the Angels, Sauk Centre, Minnesota: west entrance. Picture is a print of Tiepolo's 'The Immaculate Conception.' (1767-1768)
Our Lady of the Angels (OLA) in Sauk Centre, Minnesota: northwest entrance. (September 20, 2022)

I don’t have more to say, at least for now, apart from this quick wrap up.

Our Lady of Angels is my wife’s home parish, the one she grew up in. We were married there, in the mid-1980s. That was before an addition put the church’s entrance stairs inside, and added an elevator for folks who have trouble with stairs.

The elevator’s out of order now. I don’t suppose it’ll be repaired. Not unless the diocese finds another use for the building. Which I hope happens.

If memory serves, the Marian garden, between Our Lady of Angels and what was the rectory, dates from that entrance-and-elevator construction.

Still More Photos

Our Lady of the Angels, Sauk Centre, Minnesota: stairs leading to worship area entrance, with Infant of Prague statue and candle rack.
Candle rack and our parish’s Infant of Prague, near OLA’s worship area entrance. (September 20, 2022)

It’s been about three and a quarter years since somebody did remarkably little damage during a drunken spree in Our Lady of Angels church. I got some photos, after folks cleaned up the mess.

I posted them the next Saturday, but this seems like a good time to share them again, along with a look at our Polka Mass in 2019, Christmas season and Corpus Christi procession of 2015, and the Marian garden in 2013.

Looking at those dates, I realize that I don’t get out much these days. And that’s yet another topic.

Our Lady of the Angels, Sauk Centre, Minnesota: main entrance to worship area, showing space formerly occupied by a statue.
Main entrance to the OLA nave/sanctuary. One of our statues isn’t there. (September 20, 2022)
Art inspired by Tiepolo's 'The Immaculate Conception,' over the altar in Our Lady of the Angels, Sauk Centre, Minnesota.
Over OLA’s altar area, art inspired by Tiepolo’s ‘The Immaculate Conception.’ (September 20, 2022)
Statues in Our Lady of the Angels, Sauk Centre, Minnesota, that were not damaged.
Happily-undamaged statues near OLA’s altar area. (September 20, 2022)
Our elevator, a wheelchair and a crucifix, in Our Lady of the Angels, Sauk Centre, Minnesota's entrance area.
In the OLA entrance area: the elevator, a wheelchair and a crucifix. (September 20, 2022)
Our Lady of the Angels polka Mass, Dale Dahmen & The Polka Beats. (2019)
Our Lady of Angels, my parish church, second Saturday of Christmas: January 2, 2015.
Brian H. Gill's photo: Corpus Christi procession, Sauk Centre, Minnesota. (June 7, 2015)
Corpus Christi procession, Sauk Centre, Minnesota. (2015)
Brian H. Gill's photo: Our Lady of Angels' Marian garden. (July 2013)
Our Lady of Angels’ Marian Garden: a good place to sit and think. (2013)

More-or-less related posts:

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Lily of the Valley: Tiny Flowers in Retrospect

Rosendahl's photo: lily of the valley.
Lily of the valley. Rosendahl’s photo.

Depending on who’s talking and what they’re talking about, lily of the valley is a woodland flower that likes shade, a 19th century hymn, a French novel, or something else.1

I’m not going to be talking about hymns or novels. Not today, anyway.

There’s a whole mess of symbolism hanging around these little white flowers, too. Mostly involving humility, happiness and good stuff like that. Which strikes me as odd, since the wildflowers are distinctly poisonous.2 On the other hand, they do — I gather — smell nice.

I’m not going to talk about that, either. Mostly because the lily of the valley’s sprays of tiny white flowers are, for me, symbolic of a house I grew up in. Along with a rhubarb patch. And clothes lines. Among other things.

Wildflower, Weed: Take Your Pick

Anonymous photo from The Old Car Manual Project: Brochures. 1957 Pontiac Chieftain four-door sedan. See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pontiac_Chieftain
My folks had a car not unlike this one.

The first house I remember living in, 818, had room on its north side for a driveway, with about a foot left over next to the house.

Although my parents weren’t particularly enthusiastic gardeners, that foot-wide patch of dirt sported a lush green cover and lovely little white flowers every year. I liked the green, and I really liked those tiny white bells. I remember asking my folks about them, and learning that they’re ‘weeds’. Or not particularly desirable, at any rate.

Why they were undesirable, that’s something I wasn’t told.

A Weed by Any Other Name Would Still Look Nice

Violmsyan's photo: Lily of the valley in Yerevan, Armenia. (May 10, 2020) from https://gardens.si.edu/gardens/pioneering-plants-at-the-national-museum-of-natural-history/ and see https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Lily_of_the_valley_in_Yerevan_01.jpg
Lily of the valley in Yerevan, Armenia. Violmsyan’s photo. (May 10, 2020)

That remained one of many puzzles from my formative years: until I looked up lily of the valley, week before last.

Some tightly-wound resources identified lily of the valley as an invasive species. Which, technically, I suppose it is. Although it’s not even close to being in the kudzu class.3

Convallaria majalis, that’s lily of the valley’s binomial/Linnaean/Latin moniker, is supposed to be in Europe and parts of Asia.

Illustration of Convallaria majalis, from 'Köhler's Medizinal-Pflanzen', Franz Eugen Köhler (1897).
Convallaria majalis, illustration from “Köhler’s Medizinal-Pflanzen”, Franz Eugen Köhler (1897).

Time was when we had, officially, varieties of Convallaria majalis:

  • Convallaria majalis var. majalis
    • European/Asian lily of the valley
  • Convallaria majalis var. keiskei
    • Japanese lily of the valley
  • Convallaria majalis var. montana
    • Appalachian lily of the valley

Now they’re seen as three entirely different species:

  • Convallaria majalis
    • European/Asian lily of the valley
  • Convallaria keiskei
    • Japanese lily of the valley
  • Convallaria pseudomajalis
    • Appalachian lily of the valley

Either way, those tiny white flowers look like lily of the valley to me, so that’s what I’ll call them. And I’ll keep remembering them as a delightful sight on the north side of 818, even though they don’t, officially, belong in central North America.

More Memories, and Making Sense of “Humility”

Fred Barnard's Uriah Heep, from 'David Copperfield. (1870s) see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uriah_Heep_(David_Copperfield)
“… ‘I am well aware that I am the umblest person going,’ said Uriah Heep, modestly….”
(“David Copperfield”, Ch. 16, C. Dickens)

When I started writing this, I couldn’t quite remember what those little white flowers were called.

I asked my wife — always a good idea, whatever the circumstances — she thought a moment, then said “lily of the valley?”

That sounded right, so I did a little looking around online, and eventually I found Rosendahl’s photo. Who Rosendahl is, that I don’t know.

I could go on — and on, and on — about 818, life without a sense of smell, and why humility isn’t all about smart folks trying to believe they’re not.

But I won’t. I’m taking it easy this week.

Besides, I’ve talked about that before:


1 Lots and lots of lilies of the valley:

2 Lovely, fragrant, lethal:

3 It seemed like a good idea at the time:

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