Post-travel update

I came home Saturday night the 16th with a flourishing head cold that I probably picked up on the previous Monday’s flights between Colorado Springs and South Carolina. It manifested on Thursday morning–that interval seems like about the right incubation time–and made the last three days of the conference I was attending much less fun.

M., meanwhile, had left on June 6 to see relatives in St. Louis. Her return trip on the 11th was disrupted, but this time, Amtrak did right by her–nothing like the trip last winter where we ended up taking a cab from Philadelphia to Washington.

She was supposed to meet the westbound Southwest Chief in Kansas City, but it had derailed on its way from Chicago. This time, Amtrak put her and other delayed connecting passengers in the nearby Westin Hotel. And the next morning she was able to continue on to Colorado.

People on the derailed train were bused to KC. Several told her that the engineer had handled the derailment–possibly caused by vandalism–like a pro. There were no serious injuries, which is one thing that I like about trains: the wrecks are more survivable.

Meanwhile I “enjoyed” a series of virus-laden metal tubes. No big problems, although we sat for twenty minutes on the tarmac in Chicago, passengers fanning themselves with the safety cards from the seatback pockets, while a problem with one engine’s bleeder valve (??) was corrected. It was not as bad as Rod Dreher’s experience with Delta:

This is going to be a miserable summer for air travel, with sprawling terminals serving as Dante-esque cities of woe. Abandon hope all ye who enter here – and don’t forget the Advil.

So I did almost none of the writing that I hoped to do outside the conference sessions, there on a beautiful campus with wireless access everywhere. Yesterday I finished, I hope, an anthology contribution that has been hanging over my head. Now on to some book reviews and an article revision.

The Wee ‘Oss in Cornwall and California

Folklorist Alan Lomax’s 1953 film of the Padstow, Cornwall, May Day festival, Oss Oss, Wee Oss! is now available on DVD, together with the Pagan hobby horse procession from Berkeley, California, and an updated film from Padstow in 2007.

Order before July 3 for free shipping.

You can also see small video clips from the original 1953 documentaryon the Web.

A nice touch: the two-sided DVD has both NTSC and PAL formats, so it can be watched anywhere.

Let’s Hear It for BP605.W53!

When you visit a university library that uses Library of Congress call numbers, are you tired of finding books on Wicca in the BF’s along with abnormal psychology?

(For example, my book Her Hidden Children is at BF1566 .C55 2006. At least The Paganism Reader made it into the BL’s, the religion category.

But now, according to a professional librarian on one of the lists that I read, things are changing:

It took them long enough…. but not nearly as long as the change from Moving pictures to Motion pictures.

If anyone cares, here’s what the official subject heading looks like, complete with cross reference and literary warrant:

053 0BP605.W53
150 Wicca
450 Wica
550 Neopaganism
550 Witchcraft

And there’s now a specific LC classification number as well. Dewey number is 299.94.

More Posthumous Recognition for PKD

Maybe he was on to something: “Philip K. Dick: A Sage of the Future Whose Time Has Finally Come” by Brent Staples in the New York Times.

The science fiction writer’s job is to survey the future and report back to the rest of us. Dick took this role seriously. He spent his life writing in ardent defense of the human and warning against the perils that would flow from an uncritical embrace of technology.

I would phrase that slightly differently: SF writers, I think, more often take some aspect of life today and develop its possibilities.

(Via Communion of Dreams.)

Clifton’s Three (So Far) Laws of Religion

Since my blog-pal Gretchin asked about the “laws of religion,” here they are.

1. Nothing Ever Goes Away Completely. Every religious doctrine or practice ever invented is still being carried on by someone, somewhere.

2. The Disciple Is More Obnoxious Than The Teacher, which is the spiritual corollary of the old maxim, “The servant is more snobbish than the master.”

3. All Genuine Religions Have Torchlight Processions. See, for example, the one at the beginning of this documentary.

Now before all the Buddhists come after me (unless they do have torchlight processions in Sri Lanka or somewhere), let me say that this law is more aesthetic than philosophical. With all the advances in techne over the past millennium, still nothing speaks to the soul like flickering flames moving through the darkness.

Hunting the Good Graves

Caroline Tully, an Australian Witch, has started blogging with an emphasis on artistic expressions about Pagan religion and remembering the dead.

Under the photo of a Black Sabbath album cover that she found inspirational once upon a time, she writes:

I may as well go on and say that I think my identification as a Witch also has a lot to do with musing on visual imagery, including art. We Witches do love our real-world ritual objects and our “be here now” physicality in the exercise of our religion, don’t we?

I concur.

Gallimaufry

¶ All genuine religions have torchlight processions (Clifton’s 3rd Law of Religion), but how do you make a torch? This guy has answers. For more Neolithic fun, make your own rock-and-plant-fiber oil lamp. He has instructions for that job too. It’s all a metaphor for living.

¶ I have been remiss in not thanking Anne Hill for her review of Her Hidden Children.

¶ Summer library program yanked after claims of witchcraft. That’s Greenville, South Carolina. I will be in nearby Spartanburg all next week. Luckily, I do not own any tie-dyed T-shirts. (Via Wren’s Nest.)

¶ Some Danish Pagans decided to make a religio-political statement–with a large stone. Take that, Harald Bluetooth!

¶ Some Greek Pagans are now able to use ancient temples, although bureaucratic delays persist.

I Can’t Do What My Father Did

Another meme going around: “I can’t do one-quarter of the things my father can.”

Fathers born in the 1940s or 50s–and please bear in mind that this will not apply to all of them–seem to demonstrate with much greater frequency the ability to ‘Take Care of Things’.

Being in possession of this blanket set of skills crucial for the operational fluency of daily life, they become indispensable to the family unit, developing auras of respect and–notably–competence.

They include, but are not limited to:

* Plunger Operation
* Woodworking
* Toy Repair
* A knowledge of adhesives

Dad had me beat in one area: horsemanship. He could throw a double-diamond hitch on a pack horse in a snowstorm. I never learned any of that.

I think I am his equal in the other stuff. Cars are more complicated now, so it’s mainly a matter of changing your own oil, checking tire pressure, and being aware of things changing for the worse.

But wait. They’re talking about the guys my son’s age — if I had a son. Hmmm..

Popular Mechanics, as ever, stands ready to fill the gap.

UPDATE: I left out the Wiccan connection.

Much of what I learned about woodworking in particular I learned in 7th and 8th-grade shop classes. And who was behind the push for such “manual” education in the schools? None other than Charles Godfrey Leland, whose three books on Tuscan folklore, witchcraft, and the goddess Aradia helped fuel the 20th-century Wiccan revival.

In Leland’s day, it was a rare kid who stayed in school after age 14. He believed that “manual arts” should be part of the curriculum, and he advocated for them a lot.

Via Glenn Reynolds. Men just want to be useful.

Five (Really More) Thinking Bloggers

Erik at Executive Pagan tagged me with the “Thinking Blogger” meme. That’s fair enough, since I hit him with the “book pile photo thing.” (Mine’s here.)

In fact, I read one of his links too: Rod “Crunchy Con” Dreher.

So, setting aside the uber-bloggers like Glenn Reynolds, here are five who make me think or delight me with their writing:

• Ambulance Driver is a funny, often moving, and if you’re in emergency medicine (which I am not), informative blog about life aboard a Louisiana ambulance.

• Rate Your Students, now on summer vacation, is a venting space for academics (which I am). Find out what professors really think of their students’ lame excuses.

• If the universe had take a different twist, I would have become a religion journalist, yet Get Religion continues to show me how the job should be — and more often should not be — done. In other words, the press just does not “get” religion as a motivating factor in human affairs.

• James Lileks is an artist of blogging, even though I do not share all of his preoccupations.

• Querencia is written by three guys preoccupied with falconry, archaeology, the literature of natural history and exploration, Central Asia, and dogs. The “book pile” meme has been fruitfully applied there. They’re my blogging heroes.

Here is the original post that started it all.

Book-signing at Isis

Come Saturday, I will venture into the bustling hive of northern Colorado, where all the people drive shiny cars, to give a little talk and sign copies of Her Hidden Children: The Rise of Wicca and Paganism in America at Isis Books.

Time: 3 p.m.
Date: Saturday, June 9
Place: Isis Books, 5701 E. Colfax Ave., Denver
(Colfax at Ivanhoe)

Y’all come if you live in the metro Denver area.