if something’s got your
name on it, it should be your stuff!
AND NOW, OUR REVIEW …
This is a
wonderful book on a fascinating subject.The author writes with a mix of humor for the offbeat topic and
compassion for those who were true believers.
Sadly, this book is not
cheap if you want to buy a copy, going for around $60 the last time I checked
online retailers.Maybe this is because
the publisher, Loompanics Unlimited, is no longer in business. You can go here to see a PDF of their catalog, along with FBI files
this 1989 book, Kafton-Minkel examines the long history of the Hollow Earth
idea in mythology, fiction, and supposed nonfiction.He tells us of Cyrus Teed (the original
Koreshian whose title was later appropriated by some Waco whackos), John
Symmes, and “the Shaver mystery.”
Here are the few pages
of his introduction to tempt you:
his fiction round-up can’t cover all “underground fiction” (see what I did
there?), he gives us a representative sampling of pulp writers like Ray Palmer
and Edgar Rice Burroughs.He also
synopsizes Etidorhpa, one I read around 1979 in paperback.Spell the name backwards for a special treat,
favorite scene from Etidorhpa isn’t mentioned by Kafton-Minkel.The 1895 book by John Uri Lloyd is a tale
within a tale of Llewyllyn Drury -- more specifically, Johannes Llewellyn
Llongollyn Drury -- who is visited in the night by an old man who goes by the
moniker of I-Am-the-Man-Who-Did-It.Catchy, huh?Anyway, Drury and
“I-Am” get into an argument about the inexorable progress of man.Drury keeps talking about how wonderful and
civilized Mankind has become, and “I-Am” keeps shooting out one-liners to take
him down a peg.To Lloyd’s hero, mankind
is like Norman Vincent Peale -- every day, in every way, Mankind is getting
better and better.In fact, Drury
exclaims in a transport of pride and joy, there is NOTHING that man cannot
“I-Am” deadpans.If you can do anything,
“Kiss your elbow.”
Folks, I have tried
it.Can’t be done.
This is an
example of the creepy things in Etidorhpa.And that’s only ONE of the works discussed in
Folks, if you’re fascinated by this
topic, and of man’s quest for “hidden” things, please buy it (if you are rich)
or get it through Interlibrary Loan and read it.It’s fascinating, fun, and makes you feel
normal again, in comparison to those poor souls who lost their minds and
sometimes lives in quest of the shimmering ideal of “lands below the surface.”
bit of imagery is from the end pages of the book.Do you suppose that these books were actually
as listed? or jokes? or perhaps the books were real, but perhaps “Dr Ima
Peeper” is a pseudonym.
this is a wonderful book that should have a much wider circulation than seems
Christmas celebrates the most meaningful event to take place in human history. However, the fact of its importance also makes it a metaphorical magnet for the entire range of human creative endeavor, from devoted offering to smarmy or even intentionally offensive actions.
Me? I'm too busy marveling over the fact that, skanky as my character is (you too -- have you looked into your own soul and thoughts lately?), the fact of my existence makes me valuable enough that the Creator of all things (including the universe that contains me, and the "universes" contained within each person's heart and mind) loved -- and still loves -- me enough to do this: He voluntarily shed nearly all of his essence to "fit into" a human existence; lived a life of service and compassion -- and knowingly died, just to communicate his love for me.
All of this music helps me celebrate. Some is quite and meditative; some is both thankful AND silly. After all, families don't ONLY communicate with hugs, but also with tickles!
1 -Hark! the Herald Angels SingThe Philadelphia Orchestra
2 - Joy to the WorldThe O.C. Supertones
3 -Exotic NightMartin Denny
4 -Little Drummer BoyGeorgia Kelly
5 -Sweet Little Jesus BoyChris Willis
6 -Happy Birthday JesusSparklepop
7 -Cha-Cha All the WayCapitol Studio Orchestra
8 -Carol of the BellsTeja Bell
9 -O Come, O Come, EmmanuelJoan Baez
10 -Heaven's Got a BabySarah Masen
11 -Away in a MangerThe Philadelphia Orchestra
12 -I Need ChristmasErin O'Donnell
13 -We Three Kings BopClaymation Christmas Celebration
14 -Here Comes Santa ClausElvis Presley
15 -Jingle BellsJohnny Mercer
16 -Silent NightTwila Paris
17 -Christmas Time Is Here AgainThe Beatles (VM)
18 -White ChristmasThe Drifters
19 -Winter WonderlandFleming and John
20 -Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer MamboBilly May
21 -Rockin' Around the Christmas TreeXmas! The Beatmas
22 -You Gotta Get UpFive Iron Frenzy
23 -Hark, the Herald Angels SingA Charlie Brown Christmas
24 -Christmastime Is HereSeranova
25 -I Wonder as I WanderJoan Baez
26 -Silent Night, Holy NightThe Philadelphia Orchestra
Track 17 is courtesy of the Beatles Remixers Group. One of their fine and creative members melded a song from a Beatles Fan Club record (recorded by the Fab Four for their fans) with "Flying" from Magical Mystery Tour. It's, well, magical.
Consider what love the Father has for us, as you listen.
Tuxedo Park was about a two-mile drive from our house.
Mrs Hefner often took
Tommy and I along when she took Pam (the Hefner’s younger daughter, the middle
child) to ballet lessons at the Bartlesville Lions Club.
While Mrs Hefner and
Pam were busy in there, Tommy and I had the run of the park.Here’s an overhead shot:
In this photo, the light-brown areas are bordered and pebble-filled
-- NOWADAYS.In the good ol’ times of
the 1960s, the entire area was just prairie grass trying to hold its own
against the pounding Keds or PF Flyers of the thundering multitudes of the
luckiest generation ever.
The sandy-colored area in the top right, closest to the two cars, wasn’t
there in those ancient times.It’s an
newer addition, a “safe” playground, vide
If you stood at the north edge of the “new playground” --
the top of the photo -- and took a picture facing south (downwards in the
overhead view) -- you would see ALL THE GOOD STUFF in the background.
Going south from that vantage point, you can see the next
light-colored patch with three yellow lines.Those are teeter-totters.They’re
actual planks of wood that you can fall off of and crack your noggin on the
Directly south is the slide.The slide is at the far left edge of the “new playground” photo.As you can see in that profile shot, the
slide has a slight “bump” in it.That
bump was the bane of sissy boys and timid girls, because it seemed to threaten
the chance of getting bucked off when you hit it going down.
(I may have been the only person to have actually fallen off
from that modest height.It only
happened once … and since I landed on my head, no lasting damage was done,
except to the ground.)
Proceeding south (downwards in the overhead shot) towards
Tuxedo Boulevard, you can see two sand-colored rectangles on the left and a
round area on their right, almost between them.The two rectangles are swing sets; the circular area is the
That merry-go-round is fantastic in its construction, made like
a Maypole in steel.
In September of 2009, Joyce and I were privileged to take our oldest
grandchild, Jazra, with us on an overnight stay.We took a few jaunts down my Memory
Lane.Of course, part of the time was
spent at Tuxedo Park!
Here’s Jazra on the
Here is the
slide.As you can tell, it’s about
twelve feet high, and only scary for toddlers and whiny-piny-puddin’ types.Note that Jazra, being more coordinated than
I was, has no problem making it to the bottom of the slide intact.
These last two photos were taken from the swing set area,
looking northeast at the wondrous merry-go-round.That thing has been there since the 1960s.The lady in blue with Jazra is my own heart,
If you take a look at the overhead photo, the light-colored
diagonal line in the corner of the grass towards the bottom right isthe “Tuxedo Park” sign.
I would like you to
take a second glance at these photos and observe the good state of upkeep on
the metal equipment.Generations of
Lions Club members and their families have performed upkeep.I imagine it involves sanding, painting, and
maybe the greasing-up of items.I would
expect that in the last forty or fifty years, those wooden teeter-totters may
have had to be replaced.
But it’s been done, so that generations of kids could play.This is a wonderful public service that only
now, as an adult, I can appreciate.
It was in
the early 1960s that the American audience for pop music’s new offshoot,
rock’n’roll, heard of a new band from the other side of the Atlantic pond.It was four Vlads who played loud and hard
and long.Whispers among excited fans
was that this new band, The Beastles,was
slayin’ ’em right and left.
It was true
-- literally.This quartet of
supernatural swing -- John Venom, Paul McCoffin, George Hairyson, and Ringo
Stab -- became known to the world as “the Slab Four,” as the popularity of
their music and their only-after-dark public appearances made a ticket to a
Beastles concert the hippest “Ticket to Debride,” as one of their song titles
they signed with the American label Decapitate Records.Over the next six years, until 1970, when a curtain malfunction in
their tour van brought about a sudden and smoky and smelly and crumbly end to
their career, The Beastles were the rulers of the musical underworld, producing
dozensof hits, such as
Grey Mood (with its famous three-minute-long fadeout)
She Digs You (Blehh! Blehh! Blehh!)
I’ve Just Seen a Throat
Dying (the group’s only instrumental; culminating in a
whispery sound signifying a sheet being drawn over one’s head)
Don’t Dig Me Up
Carry That Deadweight
Axeman (from their first Sickedelic album Repulsor)
A Hard Day’s Fright
You Mother Should Croak
Clavicle Blistery Tour
I Dig Up Bony
Twitch and Howl
While My Widow Gently Weeps
You Never Give Me Your Mummy
PS I Bit You
Revulsion (echoed in their eight-minute sound montage, Revulsion
The Long and Winding Shroud
Things We Bled Today
Everybody’s Got Someone to Bite
Except Me and My Creature
I Am the Werewolf
I’ve Just Been Erased
Long-Buried Fields Forever
Old Brown Bat
You Know My Name (Look Up the
She Came in Through the Charnel Window
No Werewolf Man
The Cool of the Thrill
Dead Letter Writer
Back in the U.S. ER
I Should Have Dug Deeper
Doctor Leper’s Heart Transplant Club Band
Please Mr Ghostman
Filling a Hole
You’re Going to Lose That Ghoul
Good Night Moonshine
Lucy in a Box with Flowers
She’s Bleeding Out
I Want You (She’s So Bloody)
Don’t Let Me Drown
Maxwell’s Silver Bullet
Happiness Is a Cold Slab
A Waste of Honey
I’m Happy Just to Drink from You
Rotting Raccoon (which inspired Loudon Wainwright III’s
“Dead Skunk in the Middle of the Road”)
Decay in the Life
And Your Wolf Can Sing
Baby, You’re a Dead Man
Being for the Death Benefit of Mister Kite
Blue Blood Way
(The Worms Crawl) Within You, Without You
Two of Pus
A Little Help from My Fiends
Let It Beat (nicknamed “the Poe song” by fans forits retelling of Poe’s “Tell-Tale Heart”)
We Can Dig It Up
Got to Get You into My Crypt
their final single release reached Number One on the US and British pop charts
the same week of their passing.Perhaps
prophetically, it was titled “Here Comes the Sun (Better Hide).”
first hit made such a smash that I am including its lyrics here today.
I Want to Bite Your
(John Venom, Paul
McCoffin, George Hairyson, Ringo Stab)
Oh, yeah, I’ll tell you something,
I hope you won’t object.
When I say that something,
I want to bite your neck.
I want to bite your neck, I want to bite your neck.
O please say to me
You’ll let me be your wreck,
And please say to me
You’ll let me bite your neck.
You’ll let me bite your neck, I want to bite your neck.
And when I
touch you I feel thirsty inside.
It’s such a
feeling for your blood I can’t
hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide.
Yeah, you’ve got that something,
So don’t keep me in check.
When I feel that something,
I want to bite your neck.
I want to bite your neck, I want to bite your neck.
I was born at a very early age, in a hospital to be near my mother. After appearing in productions of both GODSPELL and JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR in the 1970s, I found a wonderful wife and wrote many love songs to her, but not as many love songs as I write to God my Savior and Redeemer. We have three kids (one of each) -- wait for it -- blonde, brunette, and redhead.