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Ya know, this got me ta thinkin'. Those young'uns ain't been around these parts too much lately. What do you suppose is so all fired important that they don't have time for their old Grandpa waysider lately?

I find that an old fashioned handshake and a smile seem to work just fine for most occasions. If it is a lady I am greeting, I wait for her to extend her hand for the handshake. If she doesn't, then a smile and eye contact, along with a greeting, always seem appropriate. But, of course, that's just my opinion.

Funny how those exact thoughts ran through my mind 30+ years ago as I found myself living in a commune in the middle of Podunk, USA---(Except you can replace "they" with "I")

Looking forward to it.

I'm not sure about the goals "floating", but if you look around the site a bit, you will find a declaration of their "goals". It is identical(as far as I remember) to the Way Corps goals.

Sorry, Bride---- It's an old comedy routine from a comedy troupe called Firesign Theater. Very off the wall. (Before there was Monty Python, there was Firesign Theater.) You can find some of it on youtube, though I'm not sure you can find this particular routine.

Well, it's not for everyone, that's for sure. And that's a good thing. I always try to look at music within a context of what was happening when it was being produced. 'nother words, these guys were crankin' this stuff out while mainstream music was still focused on I Believe In Miracles by Wild Cherry. The same thing holds true for stuff like Purple Haze. Was it one of the greatest songs ever? Heck no. But contrast it to Apple,Peaches,Punkin Pie which was a big hit from the same time frame and you see it in a whole different light. I still find the interaction between Corea and DiMeola to be amazing. It's almost like one person playing both parts. But, Hey! That's just me. Your mileage may vary. (and hopefully will.)

I believe it may have been a student at More Science High that posed that very question to Principle Poop. "Rah!--Rah!---That's the school spirit!!"

Completely stumped.

Here is some of Vulcan Worlds.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uxg1AoEz9p4The "call and response" is really beyond amazing.

I saw them in Cleveland in about 1969 or 1970 at a mid-sized venue, The Smiling Dog Saloon.(About 100 people) I was underage, but I knew some people who got me in. It was like a trip to another galaxy. Except they didn't need any pyrotechnics or light show or big screen slide show. They did it all with music that was innovative and revolutionary.(Musically, not politically) It was an amazing show. I can't recall if it was this show or another at the same venue, but after the last set, Jo Jo Gunn showed up and jammed a set by themselves just to unwind from their show at the Arena. Maybe it was after a McKendrie Spring or Keith Jarrett show. I don't remember. It was a long time ago and I was feelin'quite"comfy-bo" at the time.

Here's one from the late, great Paul Butterfield.This is very near the end of his life. I think he meant every word of it.I love the way he "rushed" the beat on the vocals.Not one of his better technical efforts but certainly one of his most heart-felt.And since this is technically a guitar thread, check out the fine guitar work of Chicago bluesman, Danny (Double D) Draher.Not a bunch of unnecessary clutter. Just straight to the point music.---

That's a new one on me. It must have been after my time.

That's close enough for me. It's Gimme Gimme Good Lovin' by Crazy Elephant. HaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHaHa(That's part of the song.)

Hi, Wing Sounds like reason managed to trump insanity in your situation. I probably should have mentioned that the the Fellow Laborer program I was involved with was in Ohio. No Disney anywhere nearby, but plenty of "living in fantasy world".

When I got to FLO in 1975, the rule was that we had 2 weeks to find a job. Not just any job, but one that was at least 40 hours a week and fit into the FLO schedule that included a 5 or 5:30am fellowship, group dinner at 6pm, evening work detail and 10pm night twig.(Plus all the prep work that went into all that, such as getting up early to get breakfast ready for the house before AM twig or cooking dinner for 6 people and transporting it to limb for 6pm dinner.) Two part time jobs was not an acceptable option. Night shift was not possible.(With the exception of one person who had "connections", but I won't go there.) We were in the middle of Podunk,USA. There really just weren't that many jobs out there. In fact, there wasn't even a temporary service anywhere nearer than the main city which was 20 miles away. Well, the two week rule got flexed, for sure. People with special skills and abilities were really the ones who were at a loss. We had to take virtually any kind of job that was offered as long as it fit the schedule. Then, to make matters worse, we were supposed to use those jobs to witness and promote Piffle. If the job didn't offer much opportunity to do that, you were supposed to find a new one. I look back and can't believe I was ever naive enough to fall for any of this. But, obviously, I must have been.

Did you mean the Heritage Loaf or the movie this skit came from? This is from The Groove Tube (1974) There are a whole bunch of scenes from it on youtube. Most of them are a bit too irreverent to post here. I posted another one that might be borderline on Just Plain Silly.(Safety Sam) If it needs to come down, I'm fine with that.

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Here's another verse: From Atlanta, Georgia To The Gulf Stream water I'm gonna spend my life Both night and day.

And yet there are those who are still enamored with his facade, despite all the revealing facts that have been brought to light, against all logic and reason.

We experimented with the "3 minute teaching" very briefly in Fellow Laborers. It was short lived. There were about 6 people in each of our night twigs and any one of us could be called on to give a short teaching. People where so danged tired at 10PM, after having been on the go since 5AM, they would either read for 3 minutes from Ephesians, because "Dr." had said you could study it for a lifetime and never master it, or crack open "The Blue Book" because "Dr." had written it. Who could argue you weren't following directions? When I took acting classes, many years ago, we were taught that an actor should always have a 2 minute and a 5 minute presentation that could be given at a moments notice. Having a short teaching always ready is, in itself, not a bad concept. But, like so many other things in TWI, it morphed into something that was inordinately applied creepy! Funny, isn't it, how in the PFAL class he taught we should not put much stock in what he said as a man, conveniently circumvented that rule by giving us his own interpretation and then quipped "I didn't write The Book!" He was, without a doubt, the focal point of the whole operation. There are some people who still adhere to that line of thinking. They have my sympathy.

From The Groove Tube

Maybe that's because this isn't a thread about CES. Of course, someone could conceivably start such a thread in the CES sub-forum if they so desired. Here is the original "tongue in cheek" question that was presented in the opening post. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Why is it, do you suppose, that God told Wierwille to assemble materials that were Biblically inaccurate(such as the work on "4 crucified", which appears in the original PFAL class as well as the original PFAL book, along with "the cry of triumph"(from the original collaterals) as well as many other examples that have been examined here on GSC? I mean, I can understand why God would tell VP to steal, since the 10 commandments don't apply to us today(based on what was taught in the original PFAL book and class); but why would He instruct Wierwille to utilize materials that were not accurate, in an effort to make people more knowledgeable than anyone had been for 2,000 years? Doesn't that seem a bit ironic? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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