Scientology, Jack Parsons, Vanilla Ice's bad dreams
Monday February 21, 2005
It's been a weird weekend for me. We took the kids to San Jose to see the Rosicrucian Egyptian Museum, (I'll have pictures up very soon), but I was really sad to have missed the rare book exhibit- the 1616 copy of Fama Fraternitatis has been returned to its vault. There's a tiny picture here, which isn't a whole lot of consolation. Among my other misadventures was having to drive all the way back to the planetarium to retrieve my camera, and getting more or less chased down the street by a rather militant Scientologist after refusing a pamphlet...I guess he took it personally
Speaking of Scientologists, I gotta feel bad for Jenna Elfman, the media's new kitty toy, who made the mistake of talking about her religious beliefs in public. Wow, what a crazy gal. If only she believed in an angry sky god whose son sacrificed himself to save all of mankind from his whims of temper- then they'd have no call to make fun of her. Next to human swallowing whales and walking on water, "body thetans" don't seem all that bizarre....let's put things in perspective, shall we? (and we can't talk about odd without at least mentioning Vanilla Ice, who resurfaced from obscurity briefly to confirm what most of us already knew.
There's yet another bio out on poor Jack Parsons- it seems people are still endlessly fascinated by his dual roles as magician and scientist. (never mind that once not too long ago, most scientists were magicians...) You can read a review of Strange Angel here.


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