Krimel, John,
Brings to mind a quote from a favorite movie: Rafi Gardet: His penis is so beautiful I just want to knit it a hat. Marsha On Aug 13, 2010, at 12:56 PM, John Carl wrote: > Krimel, > > You caught me off guard with this one. Thank YOU. > > I went to Burning man once, where the patterns you describe ( the creation > of streets, sharing and nudity) all have evolved into an annual event, and > it's interesting to consider the many similarities, even though years and > years and a continent away. One wonders if we took a group of stock > brokers and cops, and stuck them in some muddy situation with no real social > guidelines, if they'd start shedding clothes. Or do you have to have a > pre-existing hippy, drugs and fun mentality in order for these patterns to > exhibit themselves? > > I wonder if I could get some kind of scientific grant, to study naked girls > and puppies and music and drugs. If you could put the request together > for me, I'd be eternally grateful. > > John > > > > On Fri, Aug 13, 2010 at 9:43 AM, Krimel <[email protected]> wrote: > >> Hi Dan, >> More years ago than I can count exactly, I went to a rock festival. It was >> in those post Woodstock years when many of us felt empty and incomplete >> because we had missed one of the defining moments of our generation. Some >> would end up lying in our waning years, concocting outrageous tales of our >> back stage exploit with dead rock idols. But I am a horrible liar. >> >> It started when a buddy of mine saw a poster advertising a festival called >> "The Celebration of Life." It was to be in Louisiana and would feature >> people like Joe Cocker, Chuck Berry and The Animals. Bunches of bands like >> Pink Floyd and the Allman Brothers were supposed to show but didn't. >> >> At this remove I can't say why adult authority didn't step in but four of >> us >> barely out of high school scrounged up enough cash, loaded our camping gear >> into the trunk of a '61 Impala and headed out for our first road trip. I >> was >> shocked at the Florida/Alabama border where Interstate 10 abruptly turned >> into two lane blacktop. I think George Wallace was still governor at the >> time and perhaps federal highway construction was not a priority. >> >> The four of us were looking forward to getting to Louisiana because the >> legal drinking age at least for beer and wine was 18. We spent a night >> jammed into a cheap hotel drinking Boonesfarm Apple. As it turned out the >> concert promoters had done less that a stellar job of organizing and >> eventually it seemed like 50,000 of us got diverted off of the state's >> highways and onto a network of dirt roads that ran across the top of a >> system of levies. >> >> We spent to next night on top of the levies meeting hippies and stoners >> from >> Tulsa and New York. By the middle of the second day it became questionable >> as to whether there really would be a "Celebration of Life" at least in the >> musical sense. There was a bit of frustration of course but pretty soon >> people began to celebrate in ways of their own. We were parked near a small >> stream or maybe a pond... it's been awhile... At any rate someone got the >> bright idea of rolling around in the mud until completely covered in the >> stuff. Pretty soon a whole species of mud people emerged from the ooze. >> After a skinny dip in the pond and a roll in the slime, they walked around >> the levy tops wearing nothing but mud. >> >> Trapped as we were off the beaten path people shared their food and wine >> and >> substances and although there were none of the usual trappings of >> civilization a kind of pleasant social order emerged. If you had a bottle >> of >> wine and someone asked for a hit you gave them a hit. Perhaps it was the >> sound of Neil Young's After the Gold Rush album streaming out of the back >> of >> microbuses but it changed my ideas about the nature of the social order. >> Here people were being kind to one another without the formal force of law >> and order. Many of the traditional social conventions remained while others >> were discarded or treated as optional; clothing for example. >> >> At some point the State of Louisiana supplies a host of state troopers and >> cops from far flung parishes to supervise. There wasn't really much they >> could do but try to keep the peace and there was already plenty of that. >> Any >> attempt to enforce "laws" that were being treated as optional by the >> community would have been disastrous, time consuming and ultimately futile. >> >> I think it was on the third morning I was sitting on the hood of the Impala >> listening to Neil's falsetto... "Well, I dreamed I saw the knights in armor >> coming." >> >> There was a Louisiana state trooper with dark aviator glasses and blue >> Smokey hat sitting on a horse near me with his arms crossed. He was a big >> man and his saddle creaked that leather sound when he or the horse moved. >> >> "Sayin' something about a queen..." >> >> It was hot, summer hot, Mississippi delta muggy hot, but we were in a shady >> patch and it was still morning and we had the midday sun head of us. After >> a >> while a girl walked by with two black and white puppies on leashes. The >> pups >> bounced along the dirt road with their tiny tongue moving in time with >> their >> breath and adorable pink wet noses sniffing the air. >> >> "There was a fanfare blowin' to the sun. That floated on the breeze..." >> >> The girl was beautiful. Dark hair pull back in a bun, wearing only a pair >> of >> black panties. Her breasts bounced before her in perfect harmony with the >> puppies. Round and liquid they swayed and rippled, nipples catching the >> breeze. It was a symphony of sound and color and movement that sings to me >> from the edge of a bayou, distant in space and time. >> >> "There was a band playin' in my head. And I felt like getting high" >> >> The troop watched her pass, the aviators concealed his emotion at this >> flagrant violation of Louisiana state law. But as she passed he tipped his >> hat and I distinctly heard him tell her, "If you got it. Flaunt it, I say." >> >> "There were children crying and colors flying, all around the chosen >> ones..." >> >> Eventually there actually was music at the festival. The anarchy continued >> and midway through the event, streets formed in the makeshift "city." >> Troopers idled their time away at intersections marked by card board signs >> proclaiming the meeting of "Smack Street" and "Cocaine Lane." On the last >> night we were there someone was advertising a future street festival in LA. >> They passed out postcards in the crowd. On the post cards there was a >> drawing of a sun with a small orange barrel pasted in to add color. Turned >> out the barrels were orange sunshine, a powerful close cousin to Purple >> Haze, but without a song of their own... >> >> "All in a dream, all in a dream..." >> >> I still think of those black and white puppies and those perfect breasts >> from time to time. Noses and upright nipples catching the breeze in harmony >> with the crazy rhythm of jello beneath those nipples and the wide V of >> those >> black panties shrinking in the distance as she passed with that trooper's >> wisdom hanging in the air. "If you got it, Flaunt it, I say..." >> >> "Flyin' mother nature's silver seed. To a new home in the sun..." >> >> Beyond noses and nipples and my eternal gratitude that she was not one of >> those mud people, there is no-point to any of this. >> There is no-reason for it. >> I have no-thing to flaunt. >> >> And so, I did... >> >> Which, I suppose, brings to mind another bit of Louisiana folk wisdom that >> applies equally to nipples and Zen-esque MoQ posts: "If you can't lick 'em >> join 'em, I say." >> >> Thank You, >> Krimel >> >> >> Moq_Discuss mailing list >> Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. >> http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org >> Archives: >> http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ >> http://moq.org/md/archives.html >> > Moq_Discuss mailing list > Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. > http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org > Archives: > http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ > http://moq.org/md/archives.html ___ Moq_Discuss mailing list Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org Archives: http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ http://moq.org/md/archives.html
