May 26, 2009

A Day Well Spent

So how did I spend my Memorial Day? First, with private acknowledgement of the Senator, his big brother Bob, who died in a B-24 crash in 1944, and myriad others who made the ultimate sacrifice. Velociworld is a rather caustic and impertinent site, long on blasphemy, short on superego. I choose to honor some things offsite rather than pollute them here.

So: a field trip with Key Monroe to the Georgia Guidestones. There's always something interesting in the near world, and the guidestones are a mere 60 miles away. Compelling tale, as well: a mysterious man calling himself "R C Christian" appeared in Elberton, Georgia in 1979. He and his fellow anonymous friends wished to erect a monument to what they fancied to be the guides to a peaceful, spiritual, healthy planet. They chose Elbert County because of the quality of granite, it being the granite capital of the world, and the ready availability of master stone masons. Elberton is the "Granite Capital of the World", and the billboards proclaim they produce something in excess of 60% of the nation's monuments, including, I presume, so many of the memorials so honorably decorated this weekend. It was like being in the birth canal of the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. Very humbling.

Back to the story: after obtaining the necessary guarantees of anonymity, and the deposit of a large sum of monies, work commenced. The first pillar was erected in 1980, the others shortly thereafter. It was a Stonehenge type thing, with three astronomical devices, and a message in eight modern languages, with a shorter message in four ancient languages. H'yar it is:



The message, which I repeat below, is New Age claptrap, of course, the gooey soft one-worlder tripe that still has traction today:


THE MESSAGE OF THE GEORGIA GUIDESTONES

1. Maintain humanity under 500,000,000 in perpetual balance with nature.
2. Guide reproduction wisely - improving fitness and diversity.
3. Unite humanity with a living new language.
4. Rule passion - faith - tradition - and all things with tempered reason.
5. Protect people and nations with fair laws and just courts.
6. Let all nations rule internally resolving external disputes in a world court.
7. Avoid petty laws and useless officials.
8. Balance personal rights with social duties.
9. Prize truth - beauty - love - seeking harmony with the infinite.
10.Be not a cancer on the earth - Leave room for nature - Leave room for nature.


Hoo, boy. See what I mean? And, although I don't cotton to the message, I still appreciate the fact that some bizarre cohort of fanciful old queers with more money than sense felt the need to immortalize their worldview.

Not so the local Christers, who have recently vandalized the tablets with thrown buckets of paint and varnish, and scrawled crude "Death to the New World Order!" and "Rockefeller Sucs!" and "Death to the Globalists!" messages.

Ah, well. You can't please everyone, Ricky Nelson cautioned us, and the Walrus's Yoko apparently likes the stones, too, so I expect more vandalism.


Here's some perspective:



That's Your Handsome Boy, of course. Fedora stolded wrested from Elisson.


And Watson Mill State Park, just down the road:



With peeps:


I've never seen so many chicken-fried neckbones have so much fun with a $3 parking pass and some slippery shoals. It sort of gives you faith in the simple pleasures of life, don't it?

Of course, at least two or three of these brush arbor revivalists are probably responsible for defacing the guidestones last winter. No sweat off my ass, of course. Not my message, not my money. I mention it only in passing.

Posted by Velociman at May 26, 2009 7:21 PM | TrackBack
Comments

Are you sure he wasn't Moondog?

Posted by: Cappy at May 26, 2009 9:13 PM

looks like fun.

Posted by: rob sama at May 26, 2009 9:44 PM

That Guidestone Screed reminds me of that tiny-print bullshit you find on any container of Dr. Bronner's Magic Soap. All-One!

Posted by: Elisson at May 27, 2009 12:01 AM

Dammit, we waited and waited and waited Saturday. Finally had to start without you guys. The cops finally showed up and shut us down, even though we told 'em we hadn't got started good yet, and were holding the good stuff back waiting for you. Harsh words were swapped, and light but stinging blows, and for a moment, it was almost as if you were there. But somehow, it just wasn't the same.

Damn you. Damn you all to hell.

Posted by: Mike at May 27, 2009 1:12 AM

Weird, I was just reading about those guidestones the other day. I'd never heard of them before and now they hit my radar twice in a week.

Wired article

Dunno how much of that backstory is real and how much is tarted-up bull, but as origin stories go it's got some creepy to it.

Posted by: apotheosis at May 27, 2009 9:34 AM

I'd a peed on it a la 'Who's Next'. But that's just me.

Actually, I could find a wad of people to pee on that.

Posted by: og at May 28, 2009 6:51 AM
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