Given that you were there, perhaps you can answer a question, or make a good guess.
At 1:18, Merv is about to introduce Clint. He says, "The man I told you about on the last show...." What last show is he talking about? This was the first time Maharishi had been on the show. --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, turquoiseb <no_reply@...> wrote: > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "at_man_and_brahman" > <at_man_and_brahman@> wrote: > > > > Someone has posted a nearly complete video of the 1975 > > appearance of Maharishi on Merv Griffin: Grandma Walton, > > Mary Tyler Moore, and Clint Eastwood. View it now before > > it is removed, either by the Movement or by Merv Griffin > > Enterprises. > > > > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NF3xm-7j3zk > > Fascinating. Overcoming my usual disinterest in any > audio or video of Maharishi, I gave it a look. Because > I was there (I even found myself in audience shots), I > was thinking that it might bring back some nostalgia > for the era, and/or for him. The only thing I wound up > feeling was an overwhelming sense of "WHAT on earth > could I have been THINKING to follow this guy for > so long?" > > For me it was like going back and listening to some of > the music of the late 60s. A little of that music still > holds up (like Jimi Hendrix). I listen to the rest and > think "The only thing that explains why I liked this > stuff is that I was stoned." > > Similarly, the only thing that explains to me why I > ever thought MMY was in the least interesting is that > I was young and naive and foolish. > > It was fun to see Clint again, however. I got to drive > him around during his visit to L.A. to film this show, > and have fond memories of that experience to this day. > > Seeing Harold Bloomfield -- at-the-time TM poster boy > who was later arrested for drugging and raping his own > patients -- not so much of a buzz. Guy was a slimeball, > even then; no one I knew who had to interact with him > has any pleasant memories of having had to do so. > > Anyway, coming on the heels of watching a similar Beatles > nostalgia piece in the first part of the George Harrison > movie, this clip reveals to me that my sense of nostalgia > is rather selective. Seeing clips of the Beatles does > nothing for me. Same with seeing clips of Maharishi. I > don't really regret having been young and naive and > foolish and spent all that time with him, because I guess > that if I hadn't I wouldn't be who I am today, and I kinda > like who I am today. But on another level, all I can do > is look at the giggling con man and think "What an IDIOT > I was!" I guess on that level -- and that level alone -- > I am still learning from him. >
