(Tell-Tale Heart/Town Crier Ray Brandes proposes the ultimate dinner-party guest list.)
A popular parlor game during the Victorian era in Great Britain and the United States was the compilation of a list of guests — both living and dead — one would invite to a dinner party. This ultimate dinner party was often designed to ensure the most lively of discussions, debate and entertainment.
Let’s imagine we’re having a dinner party to which we can invite six guests from any time period in history, living or dead. For the sake of the game, let’s assume all of the guests can speak the same language and will have no difficulties getting to the event. Who would you invite to dinner?
— Ray Brandes
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Straight off the top of my head, I would think the conversation and banter at a dinner attended by Oscar Wilde, Gertrude Stein, Mark Twain, Nicolai Tesla, Thomas Jefferson and Jerry Cornelius could be life-changing. Then Darby Crash shows up and gets everyone to go on a beer run.
First two I thought of were Gertrude Stein and Benjamin Franklin. … OK — Lenny Bruce, William Blake, Malcolm X and Toby Gibson.
(My boy-girl ratio sux. My Western-vs.-everything-else ratio does, too.)
Genghis Khan, Confucius, Emma Goldman, Harriet Tubman, Joan of Arc, Thales
Alexander the Great, Queen Elizabeth 1, Buddha, Jesus, Fredrick Douglass, Leonardo da Vinci. Alternates: Walter Benjamin, Simone de Bouvoir, Cindy Sherman. Tolstoy, too. Trotsky, if there is room.
Bob Marley, Joe Strummer, Siddarta Gotama, Gandhi, Tom Blake, Bruce Lee.
Or- just for fun- Idi Amin, Hitler, Mussolini, George Bush, Jesus and Simon Wiesenthal. And a big cage and a chainsaw.
Alternates: Tom Metzger and Muhammad Ali.
Sappho, Jesus Christ, Shakespeare, Woody Guthrie, Buddy Holly, Boadicea.
My wife suggests an all-Bill guest-list:
Shakespeare, Faulkner, the Conqueror, Gates, Tennessee Billiams (stretching the concept so he and Shakespeare could talk shop), and the Fresh Prince ( a last-second sub for Clinton, after I asked whether she really wanted to be the only woman at dinner with same).
In case anybody’s interested, the stunning opening scene of Caryl Churchill’s excellent play Top Girls is a version of this game. Several female archetypal figures (top girls of history, literature, and mythology) go out for dinner with the protagonist in order to celebrate her promotion to “top girl” at her job. The dinner don’t go so good…
All the members of the Jimi Hendrix Experience and all the dead Ramones. That would be awkward.
J.D. Salinger (I don’t think he’d let me invite anyone else).
toby, you stole my list!
the brawl dinner: hitler, wiesel, tom metzger, malcolm x, huey newton, angela davis, chomsky, bush, doc holiday, desmond tutu
the tete-a-tete fete: chomsky, kozinski, gaiman, sarandon, rushdie, gandhi, alice paul, zelda fitzgerald, viggo, kate winslet, cormac mccarthy, frankl, mandela
the we died trying party: mlk, inez milholland, malcolm x, lincoln, jfk, sophie scholl, jesus, gandhi, johan elser (the first to try and kill hitler), john lennon
Matthew! You really did? Wow!! Was he hanging out with Allen Ginsberg at the Naropa Institute?
I have several of his books…his teachings throw most models of reality or ego out the window. “Crazy Wisdom”, he calls it.
He was kind of a bad boy, for a tibetan buddhist. He crossed over the himalayas and came to the west, a Tulku from the Kagyu tradition. After a period of solitude, he disrobed and became a lay practitioner -- another term for when a monk decides to have a relationship with one of his students!
I haven’t read his story, but he gets mentioned affectionately in a few others as the Wild monk. I think he would have been fun to party with. Wow Matt- you never cease to surprise with these modestly laid out bombshells.
>>After a period of solitude, he disrobed and became a lay practitioner
Kristen: Oh yeah, he did! 🙂
Naropa was crazy-fun (although I was too young and, like, under parental supervision to have Trungpa-strength fun)!
My dad was on the founding board of the Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics at Naropa. Here’s my pop and Allen giving a lecture there in 1985 on poetry and performance.
… I’d rather have dinner with you guys at La Posta, though! 🙂
I was thinking about a vegetarian dinner … Some of these people would really bug the crap out of me, though.
I guess I’d pick Gautama Buddha, Confucius, Lao Tzu, Plato, Benjamin Franklin and Weird Al Yankovic.
Can you still eat for free at the temple? Just like old times.
I’d love to be the busboy at Kristen’s “reality dinner.” I’d pick the leftovers off Terrence McKenna’s plate!
Matt--does Hitler count as a vegetarian? I’d sit him next to Weird Al.
I guess I’d have to have a series of dinner parties in order to include all the guests I’d like to invite. One of the funniest dinner parties would include:
Groucho Marx
Amy Sedaris
Oscar Wilde
Woody Allen
Mark Twain
Dorothy Parker
Alternate, in case one of them couldn’t make it: Little Richard!
A more serious party would include:
Thomas Jefferson
Jesus
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Karl Marx
Charles Darwin
Virginia Woolf
I like Toby’s idea of a dinner party/cagefight.
A variation on this theme (perhaps another post) would be an all-star band, featuring players living and dead at each instrument, and a song list! Perhaps for another post . . .
Simon:
Adding Buddy Holly to your dinner party made me think of this:
“Do you know who I am? I’m Buddy Holly! I’m 22 and I’ve got my whole life ahead of me!”
AVA -- I am working on a grad paper and was reading an article by Noam Chomsky -- there was a link to his MIT email and I actually emailed him and asked for his opinion/advice.
I couldn’t believe it when he wrote me back within hours! He said he had no advice and didn’t really have an opinion, but still how cool was that!!
Another small brush with greatness. Bowser and Noam Chomsky.
I recently sat with Patrick Kennedy at a fundraiser and got a bottled water for him…we love them Kennedys up here you know.
i have a card designed by kat mckenna and given to me after he died. one of my best friends is his godson. lewis carlino jr. his family was there when he died. terrible loss.
chomsky is so accessible. i adore that about him. he’s kind, patient and funny. i wish i were his age, and he was single.
I wouldn’t want Jesus at my party…too much of a rabble rouser!
If I had a party it would just be me, Leonard Cohen, Karen carpenter, and Brian Wilson…for music. (add Gunther Schuller)
For writers maybe Henry Miller, Lawrence Durell, William Faulkner,..oh and Emerson, Thoreau, Alcott….would like to pick their brains!
Would also like to sit down with Robert Falcon Scott, Ernest Shackleton, and Sir Edmund Hillary, ( maybe he’d bring Tenzing Norgay)!
I asked my 7-year-old this question. First she broke my heart by picking living family members she sees all the time. Apparently, we are her favorites. Then I suggested she take advantage of an opportunity to see people less readily available. She picked her late grandfather, a former family dog, my grandmothers, a deceased family friend, and his widow. I took a moment to be grateful for getting so much more than I deserve in this kid. I said I love that she is selecting based on personal emotional connections; but whom would she invite if she were going with interesting famous people? She invited Tutankhamen, Nefertiti, Hatshepsut, Neferuru, Hannah Montana, and Hannah Montana’s best friend.
i’d say ken kesey, stanley kubrick, douglas adams, robert anton wilson, herman hesse,
mark twain and shakespeare at the writers’ table.
to keep things lively in the piano-corner…..stephen sondheim,
ben vereen, charlie chaplin, bob fosse, paulette godard, and bridgette bardot.
in his confusion, as there is no director’s table….
kubrick might stroll over to see what all the singing and laughing is
about in the far corner.
chomsky would no doubt be in charge of balancing the budget.
the man is a bit of a saint, really.
Have we made Chomsky relevant again?? Should we bring back Ken Goodman…maybe Pestalozzi????????
and what would you serve for dinner?
well pizza of course.
Inspired by Robin’s kid, I asked my 5 year-old this question. His answer:
“*Darth Vader
*My best friend, Nicholas
*Mom
*Cousin Steve
*That friend of yours who is part-Wookie [Dirk]
*and somebody I made up”
That’s so cool! I’m invited somebody I made up to dinner tonight.
What would I serve? Genghis Khan will be there; so A LOT. Plus, it’s a lot of interesting people returned from the dead, so the hostess should put in some effort. If ever there were an occasion for a tasting menu…
crab-stuffed mushrooms
avocado and cucumber spring rolls
hummus with crudites
champagne
carrot-hazelnut soup
pinot grigio
roast beef with onion, garlic, and burgundy marinade
artichoke, spinach, and feta quiche (for the vegetarians)
roasted root vegetables with fresh sage and rosemary
green beans amandine
multigrain sourdough rolls
Chateauneuf du Pape (bouncer on hand to monitor Genghis with that; though the company of Confucius would be expected to temper everyone, even Joan of Arc.)
fruit and cheese course with port or muscat
apple pie with coffee
I’m pretty sure Emma Goldman and Harriet Tubman would help box and distribute any leftovers to the less fortunate.
Robin’s and Simon’s kids gave me a new perspective on this game. … We’ve all gone for recognizable names, probably in part because we’re looking for common ground for conversation — a laudable adult response.
But gee, a dinner I’d *really* benefit from would be my father’s parents, older brother and grandma who lived with them — all of whom passed away in quick succession by the time I was aware. And, hell, my own parents, to interact with my father’s childhood household.
Unlike my mom’s family, I’ve never understood my dad’s family dynamics even a tiny bit, and one evening watching them in action would be a *huge* gift.
That’s my real, final answer, although not too interesting to anybody else! 🙂
… Oh, and Darth Vader. That would be BOSS!
Lovely answer. I think you’d almost have to have two games- the personal, emotional version in which I invite my late grandparents and introduce them to my husband and daughter, and the access to fame version in which I actually get to be in the presence of Genghis Khan and Joan of Arc. My husband managed to combine them though. He brought back his father to meet me and our daughter and to be with his mom again. He thought Verdi and Puccini would round out the party. In his all famous people party Verdi and Puccini remain; and Mohammed, Thomas Jefferson, Lao-Tzu, and Thomas Aquinas talk theology over wine. Since that’s an all-guy party, I asked for a female guest list. He said Mata Hari, Mary Stuart, Catherine the Great, Mary Magdalene, Eva Peron, Wu Ze Tian. Apparently he likes us dangerous.
The rolls really should some out with the soup.
very good…no pizza then.
but now can you imagine the amount of ghosts that would be aroused into attending, also?
and you just can’t tell a ghost he ain’t invited….well you can try,
but….
imagine galileo’s ghost or sir isaac newton’s, feeling slighted for having not been invited?!
let us remind you who discovered gravity…..or who did the time so y’all could do the crimes.
oh what a party!
people from my life:
my father
uhuru
colleen fearn
goran blix
my grandmother
henry
karl irving
seth
renee
sean mcmullen
kevin lyons
aw crap, all of you.
henry said:
his mom
samus araan (video game character) “she was raised by aliens”
my grandmother (who died last year)
hagrid
dumbledore
cara
keith
rain
shaun
leif
(the last five are friends of his)
i really love these kids’ list….
hopefully there’s a farmer or plumber somewhere in the ranks of ancestors.
and i’m certainly in agreement to kristen’s inviting carl jung*.
BUT???>(crowley, however) claimed that their (women’s) intentions were to force a man to abandon his life’s work for their interests. He only found women “tolerable”, he wrote, when they served the role of solely helping a man in his life’s work. However, he said that they were incapable of actually understanding the nature of this work itself.[93] He also claimed that women did not have individuality and were solely guided by their habits or impulses.[94] In this respect Crowley displayed the conventional attitude to women for a male of his time.
the man is most definitely my least-favorite libra of all time.
one man died a heroin addict which would suggest little self-control……
especially for someone who claimed to have so much power and control…..and most particularly over others.
that would ruin dinner quite quickly i’d think.
i once heard that scientology was started as a bet between crowley
and hubbard to see who could more quickly start a new world religion
but have not been able to find anything to that affect.
the two men were different enough in age that it would seem unfeasible….
but given the egos involved, a contest of such proportions would not be entirely impossible.
has anyone else ever heard this?
a 3-way wrestling-match between these powerhouses in a separate
room (jesus of course being the third and most macho of them all)
could prove a distraction but also food for thought.
warning: whoever wins makes the rules for all.
>but now can you imagine the amount of ghosts that would be aroused into attending, also?
and you just can’t tell a ghost he ain’t invited
Ah, excellent. The challenge of the game is that the magic is limited to 6. I’m seriously missing Claude Debussy, James Madison, Caesar Augustus, Charles Dickens, Malcom X, Pu Yi, Emiliano Zapata, Sitting Bull, Judy Chicago, Artemisia Genteleschi, whoever initiated written communication… If the smell of fresh-baked bread or homemade soup can expand the guest list, all the better. Though, I’d want to be confident the pie was enticing enough to induce good manners. There’s a reason I didn’t put Gertrude Stein and Genghis in the same imaginary room.
Clay,
I did find a rumor regarding a bar bet between Robert Heinlein and El-Ron that has been discredited, but it is well documented that Hubbard told several people, “The way to make a million dollars is to start a religion.”
http://www.faqs.org/faqs/scientology/skeptic/start-a-religion-faq/
a late-night tea and genius dorkathon discussing alternate universes & lifeforms, made-up language and lineage, divinity and the origin of mythological monsters:
JRR Tolkien
CS Lewis
HP Lovecraft
HG Wells
Jules Verne
George Macdonald
JK Rowling and Phillip Pullman from our present time, respectively.
Clay, please suggest an argumentative counter to Crowley’s misogynistic view? What female has the intellect and imagination to enter this debate?
Madame Blavatsky?
Helen Keller.
Pema Chodren. (tho’ she would see the emptiness of his ego and probably just laugh)
Queen Elizabeth I
It seems that throughout history the men have kept the luxury of deep thought amongst themselves while the making sure the women were busy raising their children, and convincing them (often with brutality) that that is all they were capable of.
Have you read “The Inklings of Oxford”? It’s about Tolkien, Lewis, and others actually doing that.
>>What female has the intellect and imagination to enter this debate?
goats require imagination? okay…well…a little.
but i was hoping you or robin….ya know?
I have too little precious time to argue with someone like Crowley. Any contemporary of Amelia Earhart, Virginia Woolf, Georgia O’Keefe, Gertrude Stein, and (to a degree) Hannah Arendt who makes that kind of comment is too stoned, silly, and full of himself to bother with. I have to wonder if he “understands the nature of the work” himself if he can claim to be pagan without a basic grasp of the sacred power of giving birth.
the oppression of women by men is largely attributable to fear and envy.
sad, really.
we are the smarter. hands down.
i read that it was fear that we could bleed and not die.
witches! all of us…
crowley is putty in the hands of a smart, beautiful woman.
or beautiful goat.
or round pumpkin.
when Buddhas step-mother asked to be ordained, because of the structure of patriarchal society he hesitated. but when his student ananda asked whether women could become enlightened, he said: “of course. the same as men.” and so he allowed nuns in the sangha.
i like the legends of dakinis:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dakini
and Guanyin:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuan_yin
I was at a Lakota drum ceremony and one of the elders told me why his group doesn’t include women drummers: “Drumming is to play Mother Earth’s heartbeat back to her, to show we hear and understand. Men need drums. Women’s hearts are that drum beat. You don’t need an instrument. To show us you can do that too is mocking us. We know you can. But right now we are asking that you let us.”
I don’t think we’re smarter. Or less smart. Or weaker or stronger. I like men. I like when they like me back without asking for an easier, lighter version.
>>i once heard that scientology was started as a bet between crowleyand hubbard to see who could more quickly start a new world religion
Harlan Ellison has claimed he watched Hubbard invent Scientology as a money-making scheme hatched with other LA sci-fi authors … That would be a fun dinner party! (I corresponded a lot with Ellison in a weird tangent during my stint at MacWEEK magazine, and he’s a hoot. Who knows how serious he was, though?)
were crowley putty he’d have just gone with it and have some fun.
i never read one thing of his that was.
anyway….i’m guessing we’d agree that nostradamus’ prediction that women losing their yoke of servility by this century as a good thing.
yes?!
or is a swinging-of-the-pendulum….to an equal-but-opposite equation…of an extreme nature….such a good thing?
can girl-power go too far just like any power?
black-power…brain-power…military power….
or are we still in the throes of trying to achieve some balance?
i think we’re still pioneering what that means to us
and since everyone’s still a babe in this regard….
i think it’s a struggle worthy of our efforts.
and hear hear….harlan ellison!!!
he really messed me up when i was about 17….god bless him.
we should not forget that there are one or two men who actually ended up raising their children.
not all of us were about keeping our women down and tied-to-the-stake.
and yes…i’d say there was blood….though we weren’t able to die.
>>there is no this or that. either or. male or female.
don’t we just impute/assign these characteristics with our minds?
i like that….since pain and pleasure and the responsibility which comes with experiencing these things (together) requires busting through assigned roles or what appears to be the physical boundaries which identify and separate us.
i, in no way, meant to imply that i do not like men. i do. very much. most of my best friends are men, or women who are strong and full of character.
i just do think that the oppression of women has gone on long enough.
when our salaries match dollar for dollar then i will shut up.
last i checked it was 84 cents to the male dollar. i call bullsh**.
meantime, check my lists, i invited more men than women to check in about this very issue.
and that is a cross post with mister jeremiah. i hear your words. rather, i read them. and i understand what you are saying.
also, i am sorry to reduce this very complicated discussion to fiscal issues. i suppose that is the chip on my trying to get ahead in a male majority world shoulder.
The thing women have yet to learn is nobody gives you power. You just take it. ~Roseanne Barr
true that but it ain’t like yallz came to the table with nutin.
part 2…once agin is how you work dat.
Clay, you just restated her point.
then along comes skinny with her boob-job and heels and lipstick and whispers….”ladies…you got it all wrong.
now let me tell you a secret……”
ooohh! (they say)…..just before they quiet down to listen….
and so it goes.
Ha. It is not surprising that the whole “free love” movement of the 60’s coincided with the invention of The Pill.
>>Ha. It is not surprising that the whole “free love” movement of the 60’s coincided with the invention of The Pill.
… It also occasioned some sketchy, subtle variations on female exploitation and dysfunction in gender relations … Although I most assuredly believe that control of their own reproductive processes was empowering for women, there were icky little corners that folks managed to talk themselves into.
With the benefit of hindsight, I’m not a big proponent of “free love.” I think it was largely male propaganda of a pretty crude sort. I think love isn’t free. I think love is valuable.
Boy, I sound like a crusty old bastard! But I always felt like that — I’m just out of the closet about it now. 🙂
now look….i’ve gone from old-and-nearly crusty to teary-eyed….
and the guests haven’t even arrived yet.
Great- thanks, Jerry, now I need to find space for Darwin and Virginia Woolf at the damn dinner party. Unless Clay’s right that breaking out some stilton and high-end sherry gets me an extra guest chair.
I would like to have dinner alone with Buddha. We would be quiet and actually taste our food.
kristen, i completely concur.
and with that, the door shuts.
I’m sorry but I’d invite Bob Marley and have some great Ital food and jam some music.
Oddly enough, Bob Marley has inspired more goodness in me and meant more to me than any “spiritual leader”. (I only put that in quotations not to be wry but because I think Siddarta or Jesus or anyone like that would have misgivings with the title.)
Them belly full of Italian food.
“Ital” is Rastafarian kosher/health food. Though I imagine you can make ital Italian! 🙂
Game variation: Which 6 guests would you and a friend choose for each other?
Anyone remember “The Prophet” restaurant? Ital food. Perhaps the ideal place for the party?
I always thought they were saying ” vi-tal”…looked it up and it is the same thing…just a derivative.
Everything Ital in Providence is Italian…colloquialism.
Anyway, I’d rather have a chocolate babka or marble rye from Schnitzers!
First time I’ve seen this!!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/haroldgee/217084253/in/photostream/
OMG! WHR DID U FND THT?!!!11!!!
Same place as this.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/haroldgee/217129329/
to quote a hero: I never doubted that equal rights was the right direction. Most reforms, most problems are complicated. But to me there is nothing complicated about ordinary equality. -- Alice Paul, suffragette
Like this?
Thank God for Harold Gee. For me, that photoset captures the way that period of time felt better than anything else I’ve read or seen. He should publish a book.
This one:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/haroldgee/sets/72157594202200370/
Wow. Bert!
I never knew Trevor was in that scene. I’ve run into him through two other circles since.
Bert. Wonder where he is now.
>>Game variation: Which 6 guests would you and a friend choose for each other?
Robin: For Nancy … Hayao Miyazaki, Chuck Close, Patti Smith, Johnny Depp … And her parents.
Boy, that would be an odd evening.
Matt, good ones! How very generous of you to invite Mr. Depp!
Does she have picks for you?
Mine picked the same ones for himself that I would have. If I could get him a Round 2: Mahalia Jackson, Yi Sejong, Ileana Cortrubas, Pope Joan, Jim Thorpe, Chang Rae Lee
For Kristen:
Maya Angelou-because she is strong and maternal and pours her heart out on the page
John Irving- because he sneaks surrealism into authentic voice and respects strong women
Gilda Radner-Because she was a rare combination of funny and nurturing
Mohandas Gandhi- because he didn’t just change the bounds of reality in his imagination
J.K. Rowling- duh
Jim Kelly- because I think you’d enjoy some time with Black Belt Jones
Julia Child
Joey Shithead
Jersey Kosenski (I cant spell so good)
Anjuli (my Ex)
Fred sanford
Alice Cooper (before he quit drinking)
The Menu:
Squab two ways- Leg stuffed with foie gras, breast crusted with green garlic, armignac prunes, herbed bread pudding and toasted Brussels sprouts (for J.C.)
Corn Bread stuffed razor clams with bacon Zabaglione (for J.S.)
Zinfandel braised lamb shank with fingerling potatoes and braised black kale (For J.K.)
Thai style heirloom melon gazpacho with French breakfast radishes, mint and cucumber (for A.J)
Onion smothered double cut pork chop, greens and beans (for F.S.)
Vodka (for A.C.)
Not many people could come up with a feast worthy of Julia Child returning from the dead to sit with Fred Sanford and Alice Cooper. Impressive!!
Also, the fact that anyone has a fantasy about cooking for Jerzy Kosinski at all, let alone select that particular menu, is- please pardon the phrase- a lot of food for thought. Now, every time I hear the name, I’ll be thinking of that menu. I’ll think, “Black kale is clearly the perfect vegetable to serve Jerzy Kosinski,” and “Would he notice the significance of the lamb before he ate it, or just dig in?”
Matt you inspired me to ask my husband whom he’d pick for me. He said (in this order): Marc Bolan, Sid Vicious, Marco Polo, Amelia Earhart, Ben Franklin, and Eleanor Roosevelt. I think I just fell in love all over again. Totally a party for Jason Seibert to cater.
Thanks for inviting Jim Kelly to my dinner, Robin. Can I wear an outfit like one of the courtesans in Enter the Dragon? Can Bruce Lee join us also?
for matthew:
abbie hoffman
andy kaufman
lenny bruce
gene wilder
abraham lincoln
elie wiesel
and to cook: julia child.
for megan:
marlon brando (young version)
jesse james (the old west character, not the biker dude)
desmond tutu
simone and jean paul
me
to cook: nigella lawson
for kristen:
buddha
to cook: the dalai lama
Hm. The 6 person rule is key. My love for Bruce is deep and constant. But I don’t see him substituting for any of the other guests. Plus, let’s be honest about the dynamic that would develop. You don’t want to conjure up Mohandas Gandhi just to ignore him while you flirt with the eternally bodacious Bruce. Black Belt Jones is there to demonstrate how a certain presence, a way of arriving at the door or sitting at the table, is skilled self-defense. Also to listen to Irving when he inevitably starts rambling on about wrestling.
Your guests will all be enamored of your charm and beauty, and know that now is not the time to be possessive or demanding in any way. They’ll bring you flowers and help with dishes solely out of appreciation for thought-provoking conversation and generous hospitality.
Of course, the courtesan outfit will be perfect. You look good in royal blue.
For Matthew:
John Gardner
Claude Debussy
Mary Cassatt
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Amelia Earhart
Lena Horne
For Ava:
John Updike
Le Ly Hayslip
Lot’s wife
Ntozake Shange
Winston Churchill
Emile Durkheim
>please suggest an argumentative counter to Crowley’s misogynistic view? What female has the intellect and imagination to enter this debate?
Margot Adler
I’d pop corn and ease back in a La-Z-boy to watch.
i can’t find mention of it but it seems she had a rather dense website at one time (10 yrs ago?) which supported the ideas in her books and her talk-show. i was impressed with the connection she was able to make between individual human-spirituality and who we combine together as a
unified political whole. there’s not a lot of new-age schools which want to do this….as a tremendous amount seem focused on what we can attract to ourselves in regards to self-fulfillment, quite often materially,
with little concern as to the larger world around us.
her site had an almost punk-rock quality at one time and yet also the sense she was having a tough time archiving her talk-shows and tapes and keeping things current and available to the public.
she did have a nice little focus on various forms of alternative music….ranging from folk to electronic.
it’s possible such a web-site was vulnerable to attack more than say a radio-show might…..or publishing a book.
plus it’s probably better to do one or two things well than say numerous things sloppily and in haste.
it’s nice to see she’s far from slipped away.
OK patrick’s list
the chicks:
Nichelle Nichols
The Duchess
Marianne Faithful
Isadora Duncan
Cleopatra
Dina LaVey
the dudes
AC Baktivedanta Swami Prabhupada
Pan the Mickey Mouse Guy from Haight St.
Phil Spector
LRon
Hitler’s dad
Bob Barker
see here’s the deal…
we’d just have finger foods and I’d watch the guru guys get all aflutter before the hottie gals…watch the wisdom fall apart in the face of female power
usually it doesn’t take much
video, youtube, build to a media empire based on the vid/whatever
swear this is my model for a million dollar cult of my own.
patrick works
vicious bad person
Applause! Applause!
Nichelle Nichols alone would render me helpless.
>but now can you imagine the amount of ghosts that would be aroused into attending, also?
Yeah, apparently it works like that. Just had 2004 Brunello de Montalcino and lobster with the more awesome than ever Tom Clarke. You never know what the good stuff will conjure up. I’d think it was all a vivid dream if it weren’t for those dishes in my sink. So, next time you break out a good stilton or open up a good port… consider what may happen next.
another mysterious disappearance explained.
no, let’s just not!!
: )