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    The Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh



    My Aunt Laura, residing in The Dalles, was rather high in rank with the Thousand Friends of Oregon at the time.
    She had stories.
    Matter of fact, she was a recipient of the Rajneeshee food poisoning terrorist program.
    Hospitalized.
    ‘Almost died.’

    Thing is, I genrly don’t believe all I read, or even hear, even from my Aunt.

    I mean, here’s a buncha folk, w-a-a-a-y out in the Eastern Oregon desert, doin’ whatever they did, not really messing with other folk.
    Sure, kids from families of old money, spoiled kids, kids with no direction,
    gathering at the feet of this phony guru, laying out their parent’s bucks, buying a fleet of Rolls Royces, Phantoms, Silver Clouds, Benzes parading thru the desert, was a bit disconcerting.
    Disconcerting to the parents that their hard earned wealth, hard earned from the sweat of their employee’s backs, was being squandered on a goofy little guy that looked like Charles Manson’s grampa.

    So, the rich got pissed.
    And, when people of political influence, with bulging back pockets from these rich geezers go against you, you’re pretty much screwed.

    My Aunt, bless her retched soul, was somewhat of a hypochondriac, so I’m thinkin’ she imagined ingesting a lethal elixir from Ma Anand herself…even though my Aunt would never be caught dead in the eating establishments of which they were purported to have poisoned.

    She was quite the character.
    Had the rare ability to talk thru her mouth and nose at the same time,
    emitting an engaging (Fran Drescher) nasal twang that always gave me the endearing feeling of a cheese grater traveling down my spine.

    Funny, years later, right before she went back to the dirt we all come from, I chatted with my Aunt Laura.
    She’d just wrecked her beloved Caddy, the irreplaceable one.
    So her zest for living was no longer a fire in her eye.
    She was all bent over.
    Not from the accident, but from some kinda degenerative thing.

    So, I put my beer on the back of her head and leaned down….
    OK, OK, I just leaned down.
    ‘What really happened, Laura?’
    ‘The wealthy get their way, don’t we, Gary.’

    That was enough for me.


    I had no inner urgings to suppress those folks.
    I have enough of my own demons, enough enemies comin’ my way to aim at to last a lifetime.

    The rich can do whatever they do.
    Don’t matter.
    I’ll attend the town halls.
    Initiate petitions.
    Vote.

    And do whatever I do, whenever.

    Let Bhagwans be Bhagwans.

    …now Ma Anand…..I could put a bead on that money grubbing bat.
    “Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.” Emerson

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    Quote Originally Posted by Gary O' View Post
    The Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh

    My Aunt Laura, residing in The Dalles, was rather high in rank with the Thousand Friends of Oregon at the time.
    She had stories.
    Matter of fact, she was a recipient of the Rajneeshee food poisoning terrorist program.
    Hospitalized.
    ‘Almost died.’
    OMG Gary, I read about this salad bar attack back shortly after it happened,,, but wherever I read it didn't get into exact names, just that buffet style foods were poisoned so the opposition would get too sick to go out to vote. This made me nervous about buffet style eating for some time. This was a long time ago.

    Your aunt was actually one of the victims? How awful!

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    Crimes and Arrest


    As tensions between the commune and the local government community increased, Rajneesh and his followers soon turned to more drastic measures to achieve their ends. including murder, wiretapping, voter fraud, arson and a mass salmonella poisoning in 1984 that affected more than 700 people.

    After several of his commune leaders fled to avoid prosecution for their crimes, in 1985, police arrested Rajneesh, who was himself attempting to flee the United States to escape charges of immigration fraud. During his subsequent trial, Rajneesh pleaded guilty of immigration charges, realizing that a plea bargain was the only way he'd be allowed to return to India.

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    Quote Originally Posted by RadishRose View Post
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    Crimes and Arrest


    As tensions between the commune and the local government community increased, Rajneesh and his followers soon turned to more drastic measures to achieve their ends. including murder, wiretapping, voter fraud, arson and a mass salmonella poisoning in 1984 that affected more than 700 people.

    After several of his commune leaders fled to avoid prosecution for their crimes, in 1985, police arrested Rajneesh, who was himself attempting to flee the United States to escape charges of immigration fraud. During his subsequent trial, Rajneesh pleaded guilty of immigration charges, realizing that a plea bargain was the only way he'd be allowed to return to India.
    Yeah, they were busy
    “Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.” Emerson

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    Late sixties
    I’m around twenty
    Been passing for mid-twenties for some time, thanks to my ruddy Irish completion

    Met what could be the lady of my life
    Together for some months
    ‘Some months’ never happened before
    Not intended
    It just happened

    Got a bit claustrophobic
    Didn’t actually realize it, as I wasn’t in tune with feelings
    I’d been thru wimin and wimin had been thru me at a rather short/fast rate

    Needed to be free…er
    Told her I was taking some time off, going on a trip with some guys
    ‘It’s an annual thing’

    She didn’t say much
    She probably felt the same way I did

    Packed a few things
    Grabbed my buddy, George, and off we went

    Gonna hit the Pacific coast, about 1200 miles west
    Time to drive….breathe

    My heart was sinking, but my mind fought back
    We were done
    She won’t be there whenever I get back

    Found a beach
    There were around 12 of us
    Met some ladies
    Built a huge bonfire

    Ate like pigs
    Drank like preteens
    Swam in the ocean
    Cranked up the tunes

    I’d done this a few times before, and had a great time
    Not this time

    Grabbed George
    Headed home

    We normally took turns driving
    I drove all the way
    Straightened some curves

    The only thing this trip did for me was show me who I needed, wanted more than anything

    Got back into Houston
    Dropped George off

    Drove into the gravel drive of the garage apartment on Munger her and I both loved
    It sat nicely nestled under the huge pecan trees
    We’d lay under them, on the random edged lawn after dark, discovering chiggers

    When I got off work, grime from head to toe, hard hat hair do, dried sweat, grease, and just plain filthy, I couldn’t even get outa the truck….here she’d come,
    running, cutoff jeans, my shirt, tied at the waist, no shoes
    …..and throw herself into my grubby arms

    These thoughts crowded my mind as I threw my bag of clothes over my shoulder and trudged up the garage apartment stairs

    I so missed her
    My heart literally ached
    Wonder where she is….
    ….who she’s with

    Half way up the stairs a heavenly aroma enveloped me
    Shrimp gumbo
    I opened the door

    My lady, my gorgeous, comely, lovely lady ran into my arms

    That was almost fifty years ago

    Thru the various events of those years, that harden couples…..nothing’s changed
    “Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.” Emerson

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