How about a little
comic relief? After reading Michael Dettmer's
latest revelations, I could use some. So here is
Patrick Halley's latest, amusing letter. (Actually,
part of the letter can be disturbing, as well as
funny).
(Patrick first wrote us a couple weeks ago about
the incident where he threw a pie in Guru Maharaj
Ji's face, in 1974. He requested the Penthouse
article about him and the Guru. He was sent the
article and now sends his second letter).
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Dec. 12, 2000
It was a treat reading tbe Penthouse interview
after so many years, there is much that I have
forgotten. Also, the web responses...I must admit a
little concern when an ex-premie still refers to
Mr. Rawat as 'Our Lord.' Anyway, I'll try to answer
a few of the questions brought up.
The lawsuit settlement was not $100,000, it was
a tenth of that; were I more vain, such a sum would
probably barely cover the plastic surgery necessary
to restore my face.
Before Fakiranand and Fletcher attacked me, the
weight of public opinion was against me. I was
terribly misquoted by the two Detroit newspapers,
and made to look foolish. For instance, the
statement I prepared said 'This should not be seen
merely as a protest against this Guru, whom I
consider a fraud, but,also, as a protest against
2,500 years of illegitimate religious
authority.'
The Detroit Free Press QUOTED me as saying, 'I
hate authority. God is an authority, therefore, I
hate God!' The Detroit News didn't even come
remotely close to what I said, but it, at least,
didn't make me sound like a blazing idiot.
Hey, my own father thought what I did was a
cheap shot and that I was a coward, of sorts, for
picking a religious figure a 'sissy' to attack with
a pie. I was attacked by editorials in both
newspapers and the Free Press used the misquote in
their editorial, and called me a racist and
religious bigot.
There was no word for 'cults' back then, and
everything was confusing to the public, which is
exactly why I stepped in, having read Krishnamurti,
Paul Reps, Alan Watts, the Bhagavad Gita, Koran,
Bible, etc.
It was only because I was attacked and almost
killed that public opinion (including my Dad)
turned my way. If they would have left me alone I
would have considered my act a failure, a silly
public relations stunt and nothing more, like
everyone else.
I received a ltter two years later from
Fakiranand, a copy was also sent to the Detroit
Police. He said that he was ordered to kill me by
the President of the organization (not Maharaj Ji)
and he denounced the Guru and the entire
organization, claiming that they used the threat of
deportation to force him into it.
I don't hink it is possible to really know. At
this time there was a big split in the
organization, the guru married his secretary (to
avoid deportation) and the family in India turned
against him, denouncing him there. In Denver, the
Guru had his family in India-his mother and
brothers-'deholified.' Because of this obvious rift
it is difficult to believe either side's version
nor is it important - they are all a bunch of blood
sucking money grubbing hustlers and pimps, always
were. Get this straight all you who waver - heaven
is not for sale!
It is not even for rent. Reincarnation, which
the Buddha opposed as a concept, was always used
(as the Christians used heaven and hell) by Brahma
class to justify their ill-got positions of power,
and the priests use it as a club to beat their
followers into fear and submission. I was told, by
local Premies back then, that the word was I was
going to be a single-celled organism in my next
life. My response? 'Beats the hell out of a
radioactive isotope.'
I wish I could get a video or disc of that
interview you mentioned, I never saw it or even
knew it existed. I would gladly send a check or
cash to cover any expense of a person that sent it
to me. My son would get a kick out of it, as would
my friends on the hockey team I play on.
An artist friend of mine once said that the pie
throwing was the invention of, the first instance
of, performace art. Since then, George Bush, when
head of the CIA, got pied, as did Prime Minister of
Canada, and, two weeks ago, the U.S. representative
to the World Conference on Global Warming.
Having invented, or transformed at least, a new
form of political expression is, to me, more
important than embarrassing Guru Maharaj Ji. I was
on a political newspaper at the time, and the Guru
was only an opportunity, not a particular cause of
mine. It could have been a lot of people, but it
happened to be him. Maybe in my unconscous, fate
had planted a seed-maybe the Guru's karma caught up
with him, maybe some other God, having mercy on
premies set me up...I don't know, and don't lose
any sleep over it.
Stay free, remember, as Alan Ginsberg wrote:
'weep even for the cracks in the pavement you step
on while going to pray, for, yes, they are
holy.'
Patrick Halley
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