
(This is a sermon that my Republican minister father gave about hippies in Attleboro Massachusetts, probably in 1967 or 1968. Weirdly, he liked hippies. My Uncle Harold Douglas recently found it and my sister Pam thought it belonged on the blog. Happy Thanksgiving to all — JH)
Are You Turned On?
by Rev. Russell Charles Murphy
"You shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free." — John 8:32
Five weeks ago today in the feature section of the Boston Herald, there was a half-page article entitled, "Middle class hippies turn on without LSD." There was a picture of perhaps fifty people, from vairous walks of life, different ages and backgronds, lying on the floor on their backs, practicing what the writer called "body awareness." The thrust of the article was that there were housewives, clerks, executives, actors, secretaries, school teachers, mechanics — you name it — who were seeking ways to break out of their shells, their outwardly enforced images of themselves, and find out who they really were. They are part of a veritable movement that is rapidly spreading across America practicing what is called "sensitivity training." The object of this training is to free the invidividual from unhealthy inhibitions, to make him aware of this intrinsic worth when he, or she, is separated from all the trappings of clothes, education, money, religion, automobiles, positions which so often even we ourselves mistake for the real self.
For the past year I have had intermittent contact with this movement as the methods of self-awareness and liberation have been used in training of church and industrial executives. More lately I attended the annual meeting of the American Association of Humanistic Psychologists in Washington the last week in August. What I have seen in these experiences has been very exciting, while it has been frightening. It is exciting in that in some instances I have seen personalities blossom, creativity of leadership burst forth like lightening, individual dignity achieved where before there had been stifled talent and self-deprecation. It has been frightening because it has revealed so clearly the suppressed, frustrated, neurotic character of our society. It has shown me that far too high a percentage of people are cast in social molds they despise but cannot break; framed in stereotypes they hate but cannot escape; forced into roles they are ill fated to play, but cannot find a true role for which they are fitted. In short, they are not themselves, they are not mensch as the German says it so well — human beings. The self, the personality, the God given individuality that each of us possesses is blanketed with the regimes of duty and custom until we must ignore ourselves and pretend to be something we are not if we are to be accepted. And it is further frightening to see how difficult is the struggle, and how uncertain the direction the liberated spirit will take when in the jargon of the day, the individual gets "turned on."
Hippies are the most exaggerated example of those who are "turned on." They have chucked the whole parcel of middle class social garbage out the window. They see it as completely phony, with its two-car economy and its split-level personality. They want something more, something special, so they take LSD and "make a trip." But before we are too harsh on the hippies, remember what they are saying to us. They are rebels against the inherited patterns of education, religion, and government into which they have been born. One hippie to whom I recently talked said, "your generation is morally bankrupt. You can think of no way to stop wars, to bring peace. I have a way; just stop fighting." And whether we agree wit him or not, we can agree that he is making his point as an individual and making it in the face of a growing danger that the masses may have been brainwashed and led down the path of disaster. Perhaps more of us, who will not go so far as LSD, should take a trip into our own personhood, to see if within us there is some new power to discover the way of peace.
If you will permit me to suggest it, you and I should get turned on. One phrase so often used in the humanistic psychology movement is "human potential." Do you realize how terribly powerful one single convinced individual can be? Think of Gandhi, or Karl Marx, or Thomas Jefferson, or Jesus Christ. These were turned on people. They broke out of the mold, they spoke from their inner souls, and the world could not help but listen. Do we have the will to do it? Or are we perhaps more like a man I met at a professional training session recently where some of the techniques of group therapy were being demonstrated. Three hundred of us, all professional people, were asked to form in groups of six members each, then to sit down on the floor, pull off our coasts, loosen our ties, and if we wished, take off our shoes. In my group there was a Washington lawyer, approximately my age. The other five of us did as we had been instructed. This man, all through the exercise, kept his coat buttoned, and his tie pulled up, and his shoes neatly polished. He simply could not conceive of himself without those marks of his profession to bolster his own image of himself. Three times in the next two days he defended himself apologetically for his refusal to join the group in this one small effort to bring ourselves to a common level of human-hood. He knew that this one action revealed something he would rather not face: that he was not sure just what was behind that mask, and he dared not risk letting the group find out!
However we achieve it, it is my goal for us as individuals of Second Church that we each one reach the full potential of our humanness. This I believe is what Jesus meant when he said "you shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free." For the briefest moment, begin with yourself where you are right now. Are you distinctly yourself, or are you what your family, your profession, even your religion would make you? How long has it been since you stood outside and looked to see just what you look like to your own eyes? How we float along, just filling space, doing the habitual jobs, accepting the conventional values, dressing our bodies and using our minds to suit the opinions of others. A noted psychiatrist has proposed that Americans are ashamed of their bodies, for all the display they make of them. He says that in America we can only talk of the body if it is sick. We have not accepted it as a value in itself. He suggests that the Eastern religions have much to teach us at this point. As for our minds, we stifle them in pedestrian involvement with cheap literature and banal art. Why do we not turn our creativity, our imagination, even our fantasy, to the issues which threaten the destruction of our society? Why are we willing to shrug off Detroit and Harlem and Newark riots, feeling that we are immune to this danger, and therefore not called on to help solve the problems which caused them? It is because we have been lulled into the belief that "we" as individuals don't matter anyway; that only the collective body known as government can bring to bear resources to meet problems of this size? No bigger lie could be told. Speaking on the future of education in the United States in Washington two weeks ago, Dr. Harmon of Stanford University said, "I agree that by 1984, either the individual will have come to a new awareness and a new influence in the affairs of state; or the state will have become more and more fascist, as a mindless, almost hypnotized populace surrenders more and more of individual freedoms to it." He concluded, "I would hope for the first, but realistically I expect the latter."
How do we go about getting "turned on?" Well, we might quit hiding behind all the things we think make us important. The Jews to whom Jesus addressed the text are a case in point. They were quite snobbish because they were the children of Abraham. They had family behind them. Furthermore, they were quite wealthy, and educated, and well dressed, and socially prominent. They had it made! Not so, said Jesus. You are all bound up in false judgments. I say, look at yourself, for that alone is what is valuable, and if you free it to truly be yourself, then you will know what true freedom is. (Jesus believed — and so do I — that there is something beautiful, something good, something to make a contribution to the world — in each person. It is only up to us to let it shine out. And second, if we would be persons, we must being seeing others as persons too. We must let them be turned on, not strangled into the straight-jacket of our blueprint for their lives.
For a brief second, try and experiment: Think of the person sitting next to you in the pew (don't turn your head). Have you ever thought of that person as a human being before, with the same kind of physical and emotional needs as you have? It may be a member of your family, or a friend with whom you are very close. do you know that I find that practically all the marital problems I am called on to counsel, all the child parent controversies I listen to, all the civic charges and counter charges we hear in our council chambers, would be relieved if the people involved would only stop to think of the others as real persons? The racial difficulties we face will only be resolved when we stop seeing each other as negro and white, and start seeing each other as persons. We have made much progress with the Catholic/Protestant division just because Pope John opened the door for this kind of exchange of humanness between us. There is much left to be done, but we can do it.
This is the first full Sunday worship of the new church year. Do you want to be "turned on" for a better and richer fellowship within our church? Do you want to break out of the old ruts of "business as usual" and see something vital and challenging go on at Second Church? Then I urge each of us to give God a chance to take us — as we are — and turn us on; to approach the church with a new awareness of its humanness, but also its divine mission; and to give us the freedom with brings lightness of heart and joyousness of spirit in all that we do.
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Nice one, Jane – thanks.
Happy thanksgiving.
Thanks, RJ. Lotsa love to you and Janet.
The Hamsher didn’t fall very far from the tree did she?
NED!!!!!!!!!
Patrick 4/4 @ 3
Nah, not so far. Did stray a bit from the Republican path, though.
We both strayed a bit, didn’t fall very far from the tree, but we would have really enjoyed the arguments.
Thanks for posting this. I recently quit my programming job and spent a month miserably contemplating yet another stupid job, with money rapidly running out. So I said screw it and began selling my large CD collection and other possessions to “lighten” myself an to buy time, and discovered that I’m liking shipping these little packages to people around the country. Also, I’ve been doing it for less that two weeks & I’m covering my bills already. So, I think that’s what I am going to do now (buying & selling). I have stopped looking for work.
I know this is TMI but your post was very affirming for me.
I think this wins the “contrast with the previous post” award for 2006.
Swopa @
8
Thanks, we strive for variety.
I like it. Your OK., JH.
Oklahoma kiddo @
10
I told TRex that on holidays like Thanksgiving we break the mold and take some chances.
None of us might survive Late Nite.
so, what would it look like for you to be turned on? how would you judge whether you’re living your life that way or not?
Jane,
I’ve been noticing the word “hippies” popping up just recently and I think this clarifies why. The facades are crumbling again. We need people more tuned to their real selves again. Lovely piece. Glad your family suggested it.
A decidedtly different take on hippies from one published just a few days ago in the Lexington Herald Leader.
Hippies still trying to ruin the country
By Jenean Mcbrearty
http://www.kentucky.com/mld/ke…..986574.htm
It begins:
Read the whole thing. It’s astounding.
It’s the loneliest Low Low (and the last Low Low) in London. No Thanksgiving for me-
the rest of the band is back in the States, but I don’t fly until tomorrow.
I went to see a really big and very old pile of rocks in a pasture today. I am glad my desk calendar isn’t that big. It would make keeping track of appointments kind of a pain in the ass.
Jane, I love this. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours, and to all of our FDL family. Just got home from dinner with my dad and stepmom and lots of assorted family. We are tired, stuffed, and…did I mention tired?…but it was a lovely time, and I’ve picked up a new recipe for fudgy pecan pie.
Hope everyone has had a great Thanksgiving. Thanks so much for sharing this one, Jane — it’s a keeper.
Jane, this is wonderful. Although I parted ways with Christianity in my adolescence, it still impresses me to see a genuine Christian who has read the entire book, not just the parts that affirm his hatred for his neighbors, who can draw such positive conclusions as this from it.
Jeezus, Frau Hamsher, what a brilliant post.
Hippies have been Lebowski-maligned since the days when Time mag decided what happened in the sixties. In these days when a Dem takeover of congress is hailed as a great leap forward (When it’s only the first of many necessary steps) it’s so refreshing to see an intelligent analysis of the societal disruption which was consciousness expansion in those days.
As to how this understanding relates to today, I will only give one example. There was a “plot” to have turned-on society women affect government decision. One night, Tim Leary receives a call from an acolyte, “The president is freaking out, what should i do?”. “Put him in the bathtub” which, JFK at this time being suggestible, she did, and all worked out better than expected.
Given what i just posted, which is a true story, i think it better that i don’t say much more…
except that we are at a crossroads of civilization, and we should pay attention to Jane’s willingness to publicize what in those days were minority views.
Jane and Pam, how delightful that you’ve shared your father’s vision with us today. This is really an extraordinary find, if I understand the conventions within which he probably operated and respected. You were both too young to hear him preach this, right? I would love to know the reaction of the upright Atteboroids that Sunday morning, if that’s been handed down as family lore as well.
Thank you, Hamshers, for this place FDL.
Happy Thanksgiving, All!
patrick rex @
15
Some are born to be miserable on holidays, some choose it, and others have holiday misery thrust upon them.
We miss you, Patrick. Hurry home.
Jane, thanks so much for posting this, and how I wish I had been there to hear your father deliver it. (I was in Germany as a young military wife wishing she could be a hippy.) As we know, all things become new again, and there is a feeling of lightness and relief abroad in the land that makes me wonder if we’re not about to experience a new “hippy” time. This one will be different from the one I lived through, but I hope just as freeing and opening… (From my fingers to God’s ears… and hands that continue to work in the world.) Thanks again, and I hope you had a blessed Thanksgiving.
Good stuff, Jane – thanks.
patrick rex @
15
Stonehenge or Avebury?
Either way, wow.
And happy Thanksgiving, expatriate rex! I hope you have a wonderful delayed-holiday celebration when you return home.
We have greater memory retention (RAM), are far better educated, far more healthy than our parents’ generation, and are living longer… perhaps we’ll hijack that starship afterall.
sigh
patrick rex @ 15
Patrick Rex, you know that everyone at FDL is now hugging you, don’t you??? Because we are.
I tried to get my ticket transferred, but as with all things done by record labels, it was done as inexpensively as possible, and is therefor nontransferable.
I did go to Stonehenge today, and it was incredibly cool. I kept reciting parts of the ‘Spinal Tap’ monolog, though.
“No one knows from where they came… No one knows what they were doing there….”
{{{p-rex !}}}
btw, I should point out that I am not MISERABLE. I just want to come home and see my lovely wife and run around with my silly dogs.
I have had a fantastic tour, and it cleared up some questions I had about what I want to do with myself and my life.
Then, to read this marvelous entry about finding one’s true self…
Well, one more thing to be thankful for.
Your father preached that before the religious wing of the American Enterprise Institute, the Institute on Religion and Democracy, had been invented to stamp all that stuff out of the Episcopal, Methodist and Presbyterian churches.
A quick research trip to Wikipedia indicates that the Rev. Mr Murphy may have been a Presbyterian, but he was preaching in a Congregational church. My hunch is that his piety was not too different from that of William Sloane Coffin or the gang at Riverside Church. They were a wild bunch then!
It is those voices that the religious right has worked to still for more than 30 years. The voices who knew that Jesus was about liberation, not enslavement. Their message was was too dangerous for Goldwater, not racist enough for the South, too susceptible to antiwar sentiments.
I am glad your father’s voice is alive here tonight, Jane. I have a suspicion it might be alive other nights, too.
Just back from dinner and so glad to find you all here. A lot of blogs shut down on holidays. Thank you for sacrificing some of yours to keep us all in touch.
Jane, your father must have been an incredible man.
I am what I am.
Take care to look people in the eyes when you talk to them.They say the mirror of the soul is the eyes.I can truthfully say, I look people in the eyes. It tells you more than you can imagine,if you have any empathy at all.
Pantload Goldberg somehow starts another D- essay in today’s LA Times with a riff on hippies and the terror of communal diseases and how—somehow—this has to do with the recent elections, traditions, Iraq, ending the ‘essay’ with Madonna.
I know, I didn’t get it either.
P-rex, I heard that Stonehenge has fake grass. True?
Have a good trip home.
Hello? (lo, lo, lo)
Kinda quiet around here.
Ah, well, time for dinner anyway.
Have a lovely Thanksgiving whomever may still read this thread…
marksb @ 32
Looked pretty real to me.
I dunno, the mud was real. It was actually a really gorgeous day here, if a little cold. I really like England, except that people just LOVE security cameras here. Oddest thing.
patrick rex @ 34
Is the fence still up around it? Years ago, it was wide open, but the government, fifteen or twenty years ago, decided there was too much souvenir-taking and chain-linked the entire site.
Jane Hamsher @ 11
Oh, dear… you have the numbers of his next of kin, a good attorney, and a Hazmat team close at hand, I hope, just in case?
I don’t think we are allowed to make tasered-for-online-shopping jokes since UCLA, so maybe we need a lasso for TRex.
Actually Alison, my mom and Dad both started out in the Nazarene church. They were stunned by the hyprocracy they saw in the upper echelons of that church (not the church goers themselves) and to make a long posting short, Dad took a position in Fitchburg, MA at the Congregational Church there.
Jane and I talked on the phone today about Mom’s artery-hardening Thanksgiving meals, and about this sermon.
Happy Turkey day to everyone !!!
Pam
Hey Jane –
Happy Thanksgiving to you & the canines! I didn’t know you were from Southeastern Massachusetts – I went to school there (Brown) and worked for WJAR-TV for 5 years in the early 80’s before migrating west.
Am always happy to read the words of truly faithful people who understand God as more than an intolerant scold, and am lucky to have found a pastor like that here in LA.
All the best to you this holiday season, and thanks for this community, which helps keep me sane when it seems the world has lost it.
I think his next o’ kin is safely in the UK.
Wonderful! Thanks Jane and Pam for giving us a glimpse of that moment in time. A rich legacy to share, in many ways, and you do share it well.
Patrick in London…a comforting little quote which has floated me through some “unusual” holidays I have found myself celebrating…
“An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered.” C.K. Chesterton. Happy trails to you…
And Happy Thanksgiving to all. FDL community and spirit is high on my thankful list. Smart, funny, thoughtful, ACTIVE…just wow.
Kate
That was a nice sermon, lots of wisdom.
I try to put myself in his place at that time, and am astounded at his own openness to others’ voices and humanity. Thank you for sharing your great and humble dad with us.
Pam @ 37
I have family in the Taunton/ Dighton/ Mattapoisett triangle. (My mother’s family got off the boat and never moved.) Her cousin Leonard was one of the most bigoted men I ever knew, and he became a minister in the Advent Christian Church in midlife. He stayed in the area preaching hellfire for years.
The Congregationalists of Massachusetts have much of which to be proud. Calvinists with a feist, anti-authoritarian bent.
Jane, your father’s sermon seems to me to accentuate one difficult fact–that this country has from its outset two linked forces–religion and money. People think of the Puritans as religious radicals that England was happy to be rid of, but they were also hard-core capitalists–that whole Calvinist impetus toward acquisition of wealth through hard work was as much a part of them as was religious piety. In many ways, they were branches on the same tree.
Then and now, the root of fear about “hippies” (whatever that meant) is commercial. Lewis Powell comes back time and again to them as “revolutionaries,” but in the sense that he was deathly afraid that the counterculture was turning its back on the corporate world (which I thought was quite funny–about 55% my original classmates in college, at the height of the counterculture, graduated with business degrees).
But, any deviation from the official American dream was not to be tolerated. Everyone had to bow before the economic engine and worship at the department store and automobile showroom. Any heresy, then and now, has to be dealt with harshly.
That’s why “hippies” are back in the news, and why Dems are being linked to them–there’s a general fear that reregulation and a retrenchment from laissez faire economics might be on the way now that Dems are resurgent in government.
That sermon is a good look backwards, in order to illustrate the present.
Cheers.
Far out! 710 and all…
montag @ 35
Still fenced off. I will have some pictures up in a bit.
I have no idea what TRex is cooking tonight… but I have an asbestos beekeeper’s suit standing by.
marksb @ 31
marksb…I just read this…what an amazing contrast to Jane’s Dad’s sermon! How does this guy get in print??? I’m confused…and chuckling. oh my…
patrick rex @ 46
When I think of it, I’m always a bit sad that I never got a chance to visit Stonehenge, given that, fifty years ago, I lived about twelve miles away from it, for a couple of years.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.
Hey, Patrick, I am on call today ’til Friday morning, so Saturday will be my Thanksgiving this year.
I loved your dad’s sermon, Jane and Pam, full of truths…the article in the KY paper, not so much, full of lies.
The total irony of that article is that she supports the neocon agenda and it is the neocons who believe in utopia. Perpetual war for perpetual peace. The world won’t be safe until all the blankity-blank neocons are dead and buried.
Maggie @ 49
And, even then, so many of them resemble the undead that there’s going to be a need for more than a few wooden stakes and silver bullets….
Jane Hamsher @ 5
Back in ‘67 or ‘68, the Nixon transformation was only just beginning, though–the Southern Strategy and the corruption that has been the hallmark of the Republican Party ever since. (The theocrats came a little later, although I’m sure there is a degree of relationship between the Southern Strategy and the Fundie Mystique.) Even today, otherwise decent people like my mother insist on voting straight-ticket Republican in spite of, not because of, what the GOP has become. They don’t see it; they follow a pattern established in the late 1950s and early 1960s when, even if I wouldn’t have agreed with the GOP’s policy ideas, there were at least halfway sane and honest people running the party.
Perhaps your father fit in a little better with the GOP of his day–some of it, anyway, although this sermon reveals a more open mind than I might have expected even in a Cold War/Vietnam-era Republican. It’s hard for me to picture the same man fitting in today, except through the same kind of blinkered self-imposed ignorance my mother practices.
OK… In ancient times, hundreds of years before the dawn of history, an ancient race of people… the Druids. No one knows who they were or what they were doing…
Stonehenge!!!!
marksb @ 32
?
Real as of 2 years ago.
stonehenge is a thread killer?
sorry, folks. din’t mean to….
patrick rex @ 52
David: I do not, for one, think that the problem was that the band was down. I think that the problem may have been…that there was a Stonehenge monument on the stage that was in danger of being crushed by a dwarf. Alright? That tended to understate the hugeness of the object.
EvilDrPuma @ 55
Some of the people at the monument were a little put out that I was singing that song at the top of my lungs. Seemed like the thing to do.
(((((pRex)))))
Hope you get home soon and in safety.
Hugs from us fdl types.
And no Stonehenge is not a thread killer,
it’s just that all of a sudden there are like
3 new posts.
egregious @ 57
Thanks for all the good wishes, folks. Looka that! New posts!
Jane, I was at that AAHP meeting in the late 60’s in Washington. It was one of the high points of the 60’s and a whole lot wilder than your Dad described in the sermon! Thanks for reminding me of it. I hope I hugged your Dad, clothes or no clothes.
Now if I had heard a sermon like that back in 1968, maybe I wouldn’t be so anti-organized religion today.
That’s what all preachers should sound like…kind, loving, truthful….and I loved the underiding anti-corporate theme.
I sent a short note to the Columnist from the Lexington, KY paper…I lived there for a number of years and never did I meet anyone who sounded so righteously hateful. Do ya think she ate ground glass for Thanksgiving?
Thanks for sharing the sermon. A keeper.
aberwofle @
14
HA-ha! This lefty loony has spawned another one, just 25 now with plenty of lefty loony friends!
BTW, I stopped going to church (Presbyterian) when I stopped hearing sermons like this one.
Nice post, Jane.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
Your sister is quite perceptive. Like you. Wonderful post, thank you for sharing.
DeanOR @
59
Wow, Dean, that’s pretty cool. My dad was pretty square, I hope he enjoyed himself.
what a lovely dad you had.
I very much enjoyed this. Thank you!
Janey — The Rev. Murphy was way ahead of his times! Great post, enjoyed the read this a.m. and saved it! Thanks.
“…I say, look at yourself, for that alone is what is valuable, and if you free it to truly be yourself, then you will know what true freedom is. “