Cult or Culture (part 18)
…invoices and checks, I’m gonna go with checks.
I openly questioned why none of the Culture Center Clutch was interested in going out into some of the city’s crime ridden neighborhood communities to tell people about Nam Myoho Renge Kyo –which also would have provided a safety presence, for early morning and late night commuters, during an epidemic of commuter train platform robberies, if getting ALL people to chant the famous four words was genuinely the goal.
None of the Culture Center Clutch was interested in doing that activity. It would be a waste of time for the Culture Center Clutch to go out into the streets to try and claim some sort of victory over violence, when there were so many more important activities to do, like; parades to march in and concerts to host and city legislatures to pester about getting streets renamed in honor of the man with the glasses but most of all there were other “Buddhists” to convince that they were being “Buddhist” the wrong way.
I began to question why the bulk of the meetings we had to attend were nothing more than videotaped viewings of the man with the glasses waiving to his fans or receiving some honorary degree from some obscure university.
But my biggest most openly asked question was: Where was the actual BUDDHISM?
My many questions prompted small groups of seasoned Culture Center Clutch members to venture out to my home to visit with me aka to straighten me out. They visited on 3 or 4 occasions, as clearly my faith was weak, by Culture Center Clutch standards. One member told me, “You think too much”, during one of their Buddha interventions. Another member told me “Whatever you do, just don’t stop chanting! You’ve come so far.”
According to them I was being controlled by devilish functions. TO BE CONTINUED