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Mort Sahl and Dick Gregory -

We saw Dick Gregory and Mort Sahl tonight.  It was quite a show and in a way that was different than I expected.  Dick Gregory came out first.  He is 75 now, and very concerned about the world and the way the Bushies generate fear.   He said God and fear are opposites.   He also spoke about this area, where nannies are paid to change the diapers of the children, and the parents walk around with bags to pick up their dog's poop.  He said we could end the war by telling people their dogs have to go fight.  People wouldn't tolerate that.   He said we have a humane society for dogs.  What do we do for people?  How are we caring for our children?

Mort Sahl came out second.  He is eighty and had a stroke two weeks ago.  Clearly, it affected what he could do and say, and he was brilliant.  He knows everybody, all the politicians of our past, and his insights were fascinating.  He, too, spoke of the churning and creation of fear.  We can't function there.  He also said that political candidates used to have fun, used to tell jokes.  You don't see that now.   They both were clear that it is a different world, and not for the better.

Dick Gregory stood at the door at the end, and I got a big hug and blessing and got to give him a kiss.  These are two amazing people and it was a privilege to see them in such a small space.   It was also a mature audience, and I wondered if the years weren't essential to understand the jokes.  At one point, they both sat on stage, and just answered questions from the audience about all they have experienced.  They would then free-associate.   They were funny in a sad way.  I suppose it is not a funny time in history, and these two certainly believe in what America was, and wish that children could know the America before Bush.   They spoke of how this was a great country, and it was founded to separate church and state.   It wasn't really funny what they said.  It was wise.  I felt two wise men were sitting up there on the stage telling me what can be, what we can return to, what was.  It was very touching and I am with the character of these two men tonight.   Also, both men spoke off the cuff.   I doubt there were writers involved, and wisdom, compassion, and understanding flowed.

I am touched.

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can you tell me, which of Jane H's books "The Envoy" was in? . . . . and, I keep a small private list of peoiple that I email very occasionally, separate from LJ. If you would like to go on that, please tell me which email adrs you would prefer to use. this is just for me to send out odd bits and bobs that I have found or have started. no outside 3rd party sees the list.

The Envoy -

I look on-line because I found the poem after I read the blurb on the back by Robert Bly on what a great poem it was, though it wasn't in the book or books I have. It is in Given Sugar, Given Salt. I have perused that book many times and not bought it. It has not appealed to me, as I stand in a book store, in the same way her other books have, but as I say this, I am thinking maybe that is because it isn't as accessible, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. I have heard others mumble, also, about Given Sugar, Given Salt, over her other books, but it seems worth buying just for The Envoy, so I myself may head to the book store today, and add it to my already overflowing shelves of books. Sometimes we think the only thing holding this house up is the books, or maybe the books are what tilt it down the hill.

Yes, I would love to receive your "odd bits and bobs," and can imagine that your choices would be interesting and enlightening. I know we are supposed to be tricky when we post our email address, so use cathyedgett and then, the @, and then, comcast.net. I hope that makes sense. If I don't hear from you, I will post it all as one word, so you can click on it. Comcast has a pretty good spam filter, so it would probably be fine, but just in case, I post it this weird way.

I look forward to seeing what comes.

I spoke with my cousin's wife in Australia yesterday. He died unexpectedly this last week. They own a beautiful piece of property in Alice Springs, and she was telling me my cousin used to "walk their land" with their daughter and say sayings. For one part, he would say, "This place is a magic place, and only magic happens here."

I have always felt an affinity for the Aboriginals, and love their art. I feel a strong draw to go to Alice Springs and see where my cousin's ashes will be spread, and I know it is a trip that requires some thought, or not. I will see, but I am dreaming of Australia and feel a deep call. The land on which I live is Coast Miwok land and I feel the native presence strongly. I am feeling deep ties to the land this morning and in my dreams.

I feel like I am here and in Australia. The memorial service began an midnight my time, and I felt strongly awake then, and again, at four, probably when it ended. Alice Springs is a small town, and his wife was born there, and he came to it over 30 years ago when he was 26. He loved it and never left, except for business and family visits to the U.S.

Anyway, I feel like I am living in two times and places right now, Alice Springs and here.