I assume the Cubs lost.
The old man and Babs turned off the game in the second inning.
He has figured out the Apple TV.
He and Babs streamed a documentary on Tuberculosis to lift their spirits.
I kid you not.
This is just how the old man thinks.
I don’t get what Babs sees in him.
His guru, Khenpo Karthar was sent here from India by the 16th Karmapa in 1977, wait for it, to treat his Tuberculosis.
The back story on Rinpoche is that His Holiness was afraid he was going to die if he stayed in India.
Khenpo Karthar wouldn’t take his medication.
He kept giving it away to people in the hospital with him that couldn’t afford the treatment and were their basically to die.
TB is highly contagious.
Unfortunately, as so often seems to be the case with the old man’s guru, life in the real world doesn’t work that way.
He didn’t benefit anyone in the process.
All Rinpoche in fact accomplished was making himself and the people he gave his medicine antibiotic resistant..
They all died, except for Rinpoche of course.
I have heard the same story told before.
That version doesn’t address what happened to the people he gave his medicine to in India.
Like they say, examine the guru, always.
Assuming you are going to be working with this person regardless it is always best to know what you are getting into
The old man is right, nobody’s perfect.
Anyway, he’s all over this Werner Erhard thing.
A reader commented here the other day that he saw the 16th Karmapa as a child back in the day.
His parents took him.
And what did he remember?
Wait for it.
“The event was sponsored by Werner Erhard.”
“I follow the old man on Twitter, he’s a thing there, voted the best of #buddhism back in the day when Twitter was the next big thing.”
“I’m a Facebook person.”
“I’ve been spending way too much time on Tinder these days.”
“Like shopping for shoes online.”
“But for men.”
Okay, enough Second City.
“But unlike shoes you can’t return men to their mothers.”
Back to the subject at hand, the old man wants us to think about Werner Erhard, not to be mistaken for Werner Herzog, the film director.
I wikipedia’d it, they aren’t the same guy.
He’s talking about the guy that founded EST, as described by the old man, some kind of 1970’s Human Potential cult.
I’m thinking that he is talking about something more like a precursor to Steve Jobs, a start up with a charismatic founder, and so on,
“I actually remember the guy.”
Allen’s phone is in his apartment where he never is to be found next to a futon on the floor connected to his wall as it has been since dinosaurs roamed the earth.
If Chicago had rent control he’d be paying something in the neighborhood o $100 bucks a month in rent.
Hey, it’s for emergencies, like someone discovering his body and they need to call 911, for instance.
“He made the trek to Sikkim and met His Holiness in Rumtek Monastery back in the day.”
“He sounds like he’s cut from the same cloth as Ole and Hannah Nydhal, another angle.”
Perhaps Jonathan, our mystery insider, or maybe a reader will have more on the subject.
For now let’s just work with what we have so far.
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