Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

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Obscure Fish Species

  • East Atlantic Smook.
  • Spine-finned barbarossa.
  • Greater jazzhand.
  • Jamaican royal abalone.
  • Chesterton’s articulated porpoise.
  • Dentistfish.
  • Possumfish.
  • Lake Baikal silver immaculate.
  • Sneakerheaded trout.
  • Red sallygagger.
  • Chinese longtailed peabobryson
  • Rainbow motherfucker.
  • Sextopus.
  • Septepus.
  • Octocep. (One leg, eight heads.)
  • Corrugated sockass.
  • Swagfish.
  • Maldivian gunwale.
  • Good enough white shark.
  • Intermittently competent white shark.
  • Unacceptable white shark.
  • White privileged shark.
  • Glastonbury lungwalker.
  • King of herrings. (Real thing.)
  • Sea kangaroo.
  • Filipino fluke.
  • Bowhunter squid.
  • Bucktoothed peterfish.
  • Rio koi.
  • Cascapating interloper.
  • Hudson river rockfish.
  • Crumpie.
  • Manglerfish.
  • Manchovy.
  • Hamperhead.

Radio Daze

F(s)oTotD David Gans and Gary Lambert had Young John Mayer as a guest on their Tales from the Golden Road show on Sirius/XM; he stayed for the whole two hours and Bobby even called in from vacation. You can listen here, but if you don’t have the time, then here’s some of what we learned from YJM, with a guest appearance from OBW.

  • Went through three different bandana wranglers during the tour.
  • Engaged to Jon Lovitz.
  • Still has not met Jeff Chimenti, but has heard great things.
  • Through regression therapy, John Mayer has realized that in a past life, he was the ladder used in the Lindbergh baby kidnapping.
  • The Earthroamer still smells; also, Billy stole the engine.
  • Convinced that this is the Orioles’ year.
  • Speaking of baseball, John Mayer brought a bat into the studio and smacked it into his palm whenever David or Gary asked a question he didn’t appreciate.
  • The Cartier Rotonde de Cartier Astromystérieux was hands-down the sensation of the Salon International de la Haute Horlogerie, but the Panerai Lo Scienziato was a close second; never underestimate an angled tourbillon regulator.
  • Was at a big fancy Hollywood party the other day and got to sloppy second with Shailene Woodley.
  • Interrupted the interview five times to ask his Instagram followers to click that thing in the upper right corner; Gary Lambert reminded him they were on the radio; John swung the baseball bat at him.
  • Not only revealed that his penis was nicknamed “The Sloppy Jalopy,” but also explained the origin of the name. (Leaks oil.)
  • A fan of the tried-and-true radio bit, Young John Mayer made a few phony phone calls, but they were all to Katy Perry and they all ended in tears.
  • “Hello? Hi? This is, um, Bobby from Marin. Am I on the air? Wow, cool. Anyway: long-time caller, first-time listener. Could you play some Jimmy Buffett for my wife, Natasha Monster?”
  • “No, Bobby, this is Tales from the–“
  • “Dammit, I forgot to say the Phrase That Pays.”
  • And so on.
  • John Mayer is seriously contemplating getting off that fence and going Full Kimono.
  • Billy had a miniaturized tactical nuke implanted into his brain before the tour started; it detonates if the tempo goes above a certain bpm, and that’s why everything’s so slow.
  • Running out of excuses to give Mickey regarding the late night hotel drum sessions.

Thoughts On Christianity Without Research

  • As is appropriate, I shall begin with a confession.
  • The last couple of these, I’ve been cheating my ass off.
  • Sorry?
  • I hereby redouble my efforts towards the philosophy and practice of Without Research.
  • In other words: get ready for some high-level guessing, bullshitting, and probably some blasphemy; there is going to be blasphemy.
  • Also–and I have informed you of this before–the North Jersey town I grew up in was so Jewish that I thought “Christ” was Jesus’ last name until my mid-20’s.
  • I have been in a church maybe three times in my life.
  • Been in a lot of church basements, but not churches.
  • Anyway: Christianity is like all stories in that it starts with “There’s this guy.”
  • Jesus.
  • Actually not “Jesus:” his name was Joshua, but it probably wasn’t pronounced Joshua, and also the letter “J” did not exist until fairly recently.
  • But we call him Jesus.
  • Mom (Mary) cheated on Dad (Joseph) with God (God) and nine months later, Jesus was born in a barn.
  • This was not the Immaculate Conception: that refers to Mary, who was born without filthy sex and therefore was without Original Sin, which enabled her to be Jesus’ mom.
  • Miracles run in that family.
  • Like some families are tall?
  • The Christs were miraculous.
  • To make short order of an important life: Kid Jesus beat the Sanhedrin in a trivia contest, then He and his first disciple Biff roamed the world learning magic and kung-fu and yoga, then He came back to preach and heal and was recognized as the Messiah by John the Baptist, then he gathers the Disciples and annoys the fuck out of everyone powerful, then the powerful people do the usual powerful-person stuff and crucify Jesus, then He comes back three days later but only for a little while, and then he goes to live with his Dad in Heaven.
  • Like Elvis, Jesus generated most of His income after death.
  • There is disagreement amongst experts over Christ’s historicity: several contemporary writers (Josephus, Flaccus) mention a troublesome rabbi (I don’t remember whether either writer used the name “Jesus”) but they do not report on the fact that said rabbi can do magic and raise the dead.
  • You would think they would mention that part.
  • I would’ve made the whole book about it.
  • It truly does not matter whether Jesus lived the life ascribed to Him, nor even that he existed at all: billions of people interrupted their lives to sing songs about Him today.
  • You’re real.
  • How many people sang songs about you today?
  • The authenticity of Christ and the reality of His miracles are beside the point.
  • Anyway, now that Jesus is out of the picture, Christians could take over and do whatever they wanted without Him telling them, “NO. THAT’S THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF WHAT I SAID.”
  • Christ had put Peter in charge, because Peter rocked; the rest of the Disciples (except Judas, obviously) went far and wide preaching the Gospel.
  • This annoyed Rome, who was in charge at the time, and people were fed to lions and crucified and Christianity was banned, but still the religion grew.
  • There were a lot of religions at the time, because before the innertubes, people would invent religions for fun, but none of them are around anymore; Christianity is.
  • I think it’s the forgiveness: people need a little forgiveness in their lives, and Jesus was offering it.
  • Within a few hundred years, the Roman Emperor was a follower of Christ and declared the entire Empire Christian.
  • (Not to be confused with the Holy Roman Empire, which was none of those three things.)
  • Diocletian?
  • Fuck it, final answer: Diocletian.
  • The Church took its seat of power on one of Rome’s storied Seven Hills.
  • Vatican Hill.
  • That’s where the name comes from: the Church is the direct continuation of Rome’s authority.
  • Which technically only exists for a couple square miles, but in reality exists worldwide.
  • The first major schism in the church was when the Orthodox faction split off from what are now called the Catholics: there were deep theological divides between the parties.
  • Such as how many fingers one should make the sign of the cross with.
  • Swear to God.
  • There was also another ecclesiastical dust-up: was the Christ the same as God, or was He made of the same stuff as God.
  • (I’m sure money and power and personal disputes figured into the split, but the semantic bullshit and the finger thing were part of it.)
  • This happened some time between Jesus’ death and, let’s say, the year 1000.
  • Around there.
  • I can also imagine that the Orthodox folks had been bothered by the Pope, because Popes used to be simply dreadful.
  • Some had armies.
  • Most had children.
  • Thievin’-ass priests, the lot of ’em.
  • Europeans in the Dark Ages were a superstitious, cowardly lot; they loved that old-time religion.
  • So the Pope was kinda the king of Europe for a long time: he outranked the other kings because–while all of them could defeat him militarily–he could just excommunicate them.
  • His subjects would not appreciate that.
  • One guy had to walk from France to the Vatican barefoot to get un-excommunicated, so it was a lot easier to just pay the Pope.
  • Everybody had to pay the Pope: God demanded His tithe, and since you couldn’t just hand the money directly to God, the next-best-thing was to give it to the Church.
  • There were also Crusades.
  • Many of them.
  • Islam was founded in the 8th or 9th century, so the Crusades started after that.
  • Maybe 1100 or so?
  • Muslims were living in Jerusalem and Christians wanted to do so.
  • Didn’t go so well.
  • Saladin.
  • Saracens?
  • One of the Crusades was the Children’s Crusade, which sent an “army” of children from Europe to Jerusalem.
  • They did not make it.
  • The luckiest ones were killed immediately, I would guess: the Children’s Crusade was perhaps the worst idea humans have ever come up with.
  • The past was terrible.
  • All the while, Christianity’s reach was growing, and this was no accident: the Church was always looking for new members and markets; many places were conquered in Jesus’ name.
  • You know: Jesus the Conqueror.
  • That’s what He would have wanted.
  • Like it does.
  • That seems to happen a lot.
  • A monk named Martin Luther, who was an utter fuckhead, developed a holier-than-thou attitude and was all “Selling indulgences is wrong.”
  • He said it in German, though, so it was more like “MarketPlazen der HevenPassen ist nicht gut!”
  • And he got rid of confession and communion and all the other fun stuff.
  • (Luther was a ranting creep obsessed with his own shit. Also, Jews. And not the normal 16th century Jew-hating: he was notably anti-Semitic. Hating Jews so much that it stands out even for the 1500’s is actually pretty impressive. That’s commitment.)
  • This was Protestantism, and it spread: the Germans took to it, the French had a complicated relationship with it, and Henry the VIII found it very useful
  • Henry the VIII was not married to Catholicism.
  • Since then, and especially since getting to the New World, everybody and his brother has formed a new denomination of Christianity: Quakers and Shakers and Mormons and Baptists and Southern Baptists and Episcopalians and Evangelicals and Seventh Day Adventists and Jehovah’s Witnesses and Christian Scientists and others.
  • The core tenets of Christianity (Jesus was the Son of God, died for our sins, can only get to Heaven through Him) are simple and flexible enough to be adapted to whatever crazy bullshit you want to dress them up with.
  • No blood transfusions?
  • Sure.
  • Jesus resurrected in Missouri?
  • Why not.
  • Like the Roman Empire it was born out of, Christianity will gladly fold whatever local nonsense exists into itself and make itself open for donations.
  • American Christianity has always been a dominantly Protestant one, and rooted–at least currently–in a load of Victorian hogwash called Muscular Christianity, which is precisely as awful as it sounds.
  • Cold showers and Asian land-wars.
  • Kennedy was the first Catholic president and he had to give a speech about how he didn’t take orders from the Vatican; whether it’s London or Rome, Americans have always bristled at being told what to do by Europe.
  • Regardless of what’s been done in His name for the past two millennia, Christ said this:
  • The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’

  • How did you greet the powerless?
  • With an open hand or a closed fist?
  • Did you treat the poor well?
  • Did you throw a bum a dime in his prime?
  • Or didn’t you?
  • However you acted towards those who couldn’t help you: this is how acted towards the Lord.
  • Only one Christ, but so very many Christians.

And Forgive Me My Poetry

skull roses lou patrick mackayJesus made the flowers,
And he made the C4, too.
Jesus made the Grateful Dead,
Then He made Motley Crüe.

Christ, the Risen, made the sea,
And rocky, killing shores.
Then he filled the sky with planes,
With unlocked cockpit doors.

Jesus made the sunset red,
And melanoma brown.
Jesus made the flying fish,
Then children he let drown.

Christ, the Savior, gave us sleep,
And frantic nightmare’d night.
Filled our ears with laughing songs,
And filled our fists with fight.

Jesus made the flowers,
And the overturned school bus.
Jesus made the whole damn world,
And Jesus, he made us.

American, Pastoral

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The pustules bloomed early that season, and the farmer had to hire extra scythes for the cull.

Foggy morning, and fog is just a cloud that couldn’t hack it; it tortured the scythes and turned them around and fed them panic by the spoonful.  When the biggest one started to cry, the dirt turned on them. Roots wrapped round their ankles: spiky fenchurch, and leafy whistleweed, and hairy alabaga.

And when the sun had finished rising, there was no sound except the sallybugs called the faithful to prayer. The throated ivy eyed the farmhouse and the barn.

“Jer?”

“Yeah, Bob?”

“What did we take?”

“Drugs.”

“Ah.”

Rabbit Weirs

bobby bunny ears

You love Easter.

“I do, yeah. Favorite holiday. Love the egg hunt.”

That a big thing at Casa Bobby?

“Oh, sure. Girls love it. Gotta use painted rocks instead of eggs cuz Lillian Monster will start protesting.”

Sounds right.

“Chocolate bunnies.”

Eh. Better in theory.

“Well, you’re getting normal-person chocolate bunnies. Rock star bunnies are solid.”

Chocolate all the way through?

“Yup.”

My God.

“Easter scotch.”

I don’t think that’s a thing.

“Oh, yeah. Sure it is. Jesus metaphor. The barley or rye or whatever the hell they make scotch out of dies, and then returns as a fine single-malt with an unpronounceable name.”

That makes as much sense as the actual story.

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