Signs Of The Times

Folks,

Today was packing day as we get ready to move the show to Moab, Utah tomorrow.

Signs, like bumper stickers, can sum everything up in a few words and or indeed be somewhat contradictory.  Some signs entice, some tell you what to do, some tell you what not to do, some are enigmatic and others are just plain strange.

They can be neon, billboard, road side, dragged behind an airplane, tattooed on a body part - you name it, somebody is always looking for a unique way to get the message across.  I think it was Marshall McLuhan who suggested that the media was the message.  And it was Henry Gibson on Laugh-In, who, in one his little short poems, pleadingly enquired, `Marshall McLuhan ... what are you doin` ....

Now people sometimes see `signs` - usually either as very divine apparitions (Fatima) or very evil (Hitler`s astrologer).  Sometimes people hear `signs` - again, divine, Joan of Arc, or evil, Joan Rivers.  

There is no doubt though that if you are looking for a sign, you will find it.  If your mind is open to something, and you really are looking for it, you will find it.  It might be in a bowl off All Bran, in the last slice of luncheon meat in the package, in the bottom of the beer bottle, but you will find it.

And when you do, you will immediately declare the gospel and amass some followers who also have been searching and soon you will codify your philosophy into a book and it`s a matter of time before the inquisitions, auto-de-fe`s and crusades begin.

To quote from verse 666 of the Krome Koan, `Don`t pray in my school and I won`t think in your church` or verse 150 is always good, `Darwin loves you`.

Phil