Showing posts with label Jefferson airplane. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jefferson airplane. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 4, 2024

Something's Happening Here

 



Huh, who are these freaks. You'll note an early Neil Young pretending to be a Red Indian. Well, hardly the Airplane or the Dead, what? Anyway, here's a tune:




Is that a real cowboy hat? There's a man with a gun over there? Good heavens. Be careful! Reverb forever.

Cheers,

LSP

Monday, June 20, 2022

War Leader

 

Right Up There in Kookville


Well here we are on the brink of World War III, so thank Gaia we've got an Administration that's serious about warfighting leadership. You see, readers, going trans from the admiralty on down increases force lethality, go right ahead and ask 4 Star Rachel Levine.

If we haven't reached peak insanity we're very surely near.

Riders of the Rainbow,

LSP

Saturday, June 13, 2015

The Airplane, Hippies Are Thieves


You learn a lot at the St. Michael's Conference, and one of the things that I learned was that one of our faculty members had been a dancer for the Airplane at the Fillmore. She's a Franciscan now, but back then was in with Grace Slick and the gang.

She told me she'd been invited to join a commune, somewhere in San Francisco, but turned the offer down when she discovered that she would have been the only member with a car, a job, and a check book.

Grace Slick

This illustrates the old adage that Hippies are thieves, and when you run the numbers they don't add up.

Standing on the Runway Waiting for Takeoff

Speaking of the Airplane, the liturgy can be compared to a flight of planes that sets off on a mission. Sometimes one or more of the planes gets lost and starts to spiral out of control, who knows where they will end up. Perhaps they will disastrously make a wreckage of not only themselves, but the entire mission. 

Rescue the Mission

Then, when the craft lose altitude and threaten to bring the whole endeavor of the Mass to a groaning, grinding, inchoate crash, cool hands are needed and the mission needs to be brought back on track.



This can be done. 

As you were, carry on,

LSP



Monday, September 15, 2014

Jefferts Schori, Episcopal Bishop or Two-Bit Space Alien?


Katherine Jefferts Schori is the Presiding Bishop of the Episcopal Church (TEC). But we have to ask, is Jefferts Schori a bishop, or a no-account, two-bit, space alien?

Here's what Jefferts Schori had to say about the Islamic terror attack on the World Trade Center:


"I saw a pickup truck a couple of weeks ago with a waving American flag painted on its rear window. As I walked through the parking lot, I realized there was something written on the tailgate – the word ISLAM stood out first. Finally I saw the whole sorry slogan, “everything I need to know about Islam I learned on September 11th.” How will we change hearts that seem closed to learning more about peace?



"Are we willing to recognize and then proclaim that as children of Abraham, Christians, Jews, and Muslims share that vision of a healed world that Micah paints for us?"


Here's what people in Saudi Arabia were saying:


"Then we all knew it wasn't an accident. We heard sporadic yelling in the streets and happy shouts from Saudis in our own hospital. In the terminal cancer ward, patients were hooting and screaming “Down with USA,” much to the horror of the American nurses tending them."




Maybe the Saudis weren't, you know, Muslims.

And maybe Jefferts Schori isn't "off-world."

LSP