A conversation with my father on the subject of the Armenian mystic Gurdjieff has led me to a re-reading of Nietzsche’s Thus Spake Zarathustra, which apparently G. had recommended to his study groups. (My father was a member of Gurdjieff’s London group after the war until G.’s death in 1949, and in fact went to Paris a couple of times to offer medical assistance in G’s last year.)
One of the book’s central messages is that God is dead. New evidence, however, reveals that God hasn’t been dead at all. He’s just focusing mostly on Nascar these days.
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To quote Firesign Theater: a mighty hot dog is our Lord.
My mechanic told me that he had a black guy come in recently with a broken clutch. When Jerry told the guy that he needed a new slave cylinder, he got really upset. This is a true story which I pass along without comment.
Lordamercy. Is this a great country, or what?