Monthly Archives: July 2012

Magic Trip

I don’t know if it’s moving to the Sausalito houseboats and finally finding a corner of SF counterculture to call my own, but I’ve been spending a lot of time watching footage from the 1960s Bay Area. Last night I was watching Magic Trip about Ken Kesey and the Merry Prankster’s 1964 road trip to NYC and I noticed in a cutaway shot, Ken Kesey high on acid, playing the flute for a gorilla at an unnamed zoo while Stark Naked did a cartwheel in a bikini. Once I have a moment, I’m going to start searching out that footage…let me know if you want to help!

Merry Pranksters

Still one of the very best works on mental illness

I’m a Rich Girl Can’t You See

Try my best to keep them from harm

Tell them stories about the farm….

One thing that I think is important when it comes to bravery

Cheryl Strayed (author of Wild, and the excellent Dear Sugar columns) was interviewed by the Rumpus. She writes:

“One thing that I think is important when it comes to bravery, is that it’s not necessarily about doing something and not being afraid. It’s about doing something even though you are afraid, and I think that idea has been very powerful for me over time. Whenever I’ve written something that makes me scared, which I write an awful lot, I remember that being scared is not an indication that I shouldn’t do it. It’s actually an indication that I should.”

This made me think of elephants. A year and a half ago I was in Thailand and having a conversation with a man who works almost exclusively with elephants that have killed more than one person. Mien San Dee is just over 5 feet fall and he was born with one leg much shorter than the other. He walks with a pronounced limp. He is slight, soft spoken. He has three elephants staked within a few hundred feet of his house that have each killed before, sometimes more than three different people. No one else in his village wants these elephants. They are smart, can be calculating, they weigh more than a car and move quickly. Many elephants are angry that they are chained. Every one else is too scared to be near them.

“Why aren’t you scared?” I asked Mien San Dee.

“I am,” he said. “That is very important.”

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