PZ's Podcast

I'm shooting for quality today. In the spirit of earlier podcasts concerning Giant Crab Movies and Journey,this podcast concerns what might today be called "Lounge Crooner Classics". In their day, they were pop songs commissioned to be played over the credits of movies and then sold as singles. We're talking about "Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea" by Frankie Avalon; "Journey to the 7th Planet" by Otto Brandenburg; "The Lost Continent" by The Peddlers; and "The Vengeance of She" by Robert Field. These are absurd performances of human art and commerce pitched to the highest possible degree. At least in my opinion. Moreover, they can help you with your anger! Few things do more to diminish anger than a feel for the absurd. This podcast is intended to help the speaker, and the listener, with his or her anger. "Come with me, And take a Voyage, To the Bottom, Of the Sea."

I tried to follow the invitation of that song recently. Saw a lot of things, found out a lot of things, remembered a lot of things, heard a couple of new things. It was a definite pilgrimage. I would like to tell you about it.

I tried to follow the invitation of that song recently. Saw a lot of things, found out a lot of things, remembered a lot of things, heard a couple of new things. It was a definite pilgrimage. I would like to tell you about it.

Can the "young" be instructed by the "old"? Can Nigel Kneale's "Planet People" be even saved by the over 70s? To put this another way, are there two messages to life: one for the first half and another for the second? Ultimately, no. There is one message. Alack! : It comes through suffering. Pump up the volume.

Can the "young" be instructed by the "old"? Can Nigel Kneale's "Planet People" be even saved by the over 70s? To put this another way, are there two messages to life: one for the first half and another for the second? Ultimately, no. There is one message. Alack! : It comes through suffering. Pump up the volume.

Nigel Kneale (1922-2006) was absolute murder, in the Reggae sense. No writer of English science fiction thought more originally than Nigel Kneale, who mostly wrote teleplays for the BBC. His "Quatermass (pro. 'Kway-ter-mass') and the Pit" from 1959 attempted to explain the whole history of religion via Martians. It strangely works. Kneale's "Quatermass" (1979) showed how the "young" are unable to save themselves from generational self-slaughter. Only "seniors" can save 'em! There's a lot to Kneale, He's one other of those unusual humanists who understood about Original Sin. These rare birds -- they're all "murder" -- have much to tell us.

Nigel Kneale (1922-2006) was absolute murder, in the Reggae sense. No writer of English science fiction thought more originally than Nigel Kneale, who mostly wrote teleplays for the BBC. His "Quatermass (pro. 'Kway-ter-mass') and the Pit" from 1959 attempted to explain the whole history of religion via Martians. It strangely works. Kneale's "Quatermass" (1979) showed how the "young" are unable to save themselves from generational self-slaughter. Only "seniors" can save 'em! There's a lot to Kneale, He's one other of those unusual humanists who understood about Original Sin. These rare birds -- they're all "murder" -- have much to tell us.

Rejoicing at someone's execution, in "disturbing images", is hard enough to absorb. To add the unaccountable silence of Christians in relation to such joy is almost impossible to absorb. What's to love in this world, in this planetary race of not so human beings? We're hoping to get a little help today from Harnack and Huxley. (Wonder what would have happened if they'd ever met? I feel almost certain that Holl, Harnack's A student, would have liked Huxley.)

Rejoicing at someone's execution, in "disturbing images", is hard enough to absorb. To add the unaccountable silence of Christians in relation to such joy is almost impossible to absorb. What's to love in this world, in this planetary race of not so human beings? We're hoping to get a little help today from Harnack and Huxley. (Wonder what would have happened if they'd ever met? I feel almost certain that Holl, Harnack's A student, would have liked Huxley.)

This is about the use of language to cover an uinpleasant reality. It's not just about the "removal" of an al awlaki or a "new chapter in the history of Libya" accomplished by means of the murder of a POW who was captured alive. It's about resigning yourself to something you cannot change.

This is about the use of language to cover an uinpleasant reality. It's not just about the "removal" of an al awlaki or a "new chapter in the history of Libya" accomplished by means of the murder of a POW who was captured alive. It's about resigning yourself to something you cannot change.

Arthur Machen meets St. Matthew's Gospel, Chapter 11, Verses 16-19. You can try to make your voice heard with an engaging, danceable tune, and it will pass like a shadow over the water.. (Think "Men Without Hats".) Or you can try it in a shrill, scratchy key, and it will still be forgotten, fast. (Thiink P.J. Proby .) Whether it flops or not, however, that's not the point . Someone will probably eventually hear it, and take it up. Think Joe Meek.

Arthur Machen meets St. Matthew's Gospel, Chapter 11, Verses 16-19. You can try to make your voice heard with an engaging, danceable tune, and it will pass like a shadow over the water.. (Think "Men Without Hats".) Or you can try it in a shrill, scratchy key, and it will still be forgotten, fast. (Thiink P.J. Proby .) Whether it flops or not, however, that's not the point . Someone will probably eventually hear it, and take it up. Think Joe Meek.

There is nothing quite like the Inward Voice of 'Mark Rutherford', the novelist whose real name was William Hale White. He wore a mask over a mask, and his six novels constitute a kind of ultimate Inward Voice within Victorian fiction. Today we look at his "Revolution in Tanner's Lane" (1890), which reveals the worst and also the best of the Romans 7 understanding of human nature. Cradled in this unique book -- "Revolution" -- is a message I think the world's gotta hear. I don't think it ever will, but STILL 'MarkRutherford' committed his Inward Voice to paper, and we know a lot more about ourselves because of him..

There is nothing quite like the Inward Voice of 'Mark Rutherford', the novelist whose real name was William Hale White. He wore a mask over a mask, and his six novels constitute a kind of ultimate Inward Voice within Victorian fiction. Today we look at his "Revolution in Tanner's Lane" (1890), which reveals the worst and also the best of the Romans 7 understanding of human nature. Cradled in this unique book -- "Revolution" -- is a message I think the world's gotta hear. I don't think it ever will, but STILL 'MarkRutherford' committed his Inward Voice to paper, and we know a lot more about ourselves because of him..