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This documentary reveals the real-life “Dude” (Jeff Feurzeig)who was, and abides as, the inspiration for the beloved central character in the Coen Brothers’ cult-favorite film THE BIG LEBOWSKI.
I was a real-life “Dude” back in 1968 too, a lot like Jeff, who was a member of the famous “Seattle Seven” protesting the war in Vietnam. I had a “4-D Deferment” from the military draft in 1968 because I had 1) registered for the draft at the age of 16 as an Conscientious Objector 2) I was a college student in 1968 and 3) I was pre-enrolled in theological seminary in preparation for becoming a minister. This gave me a guaranteed exemption for being drafted by my small town draft board. Many of my friends from high school (Class of ’64) were inducted into the military and did go to Vietnam. They came back in a box or they came back without arms or legs or with life-long drug addiction or nightmares. In the winter of 1967 or ’68 I attended a Students for A Democratic Society convention at the University of Indiana. I road all the way across country in a broken down car with 6 other hippies with no money, no food and no dope. We stayed for a day or two, got stoned, slept on the floor of a house and headed back. I don’t have a clue what went on at the convention but it was something to do.
In the spring of ’69 I attended an anti-war protest rally at the California State Capitol building. I tore up my draft card and mailed it back to me draft board, as a protest against the war. Two weeks later I received my brand new “1-A” Draft Card. Two weeks after that I was “invited” to the Army Induction Center in Oakland, CA to undergo military induction. I showed up, but instead of stripping down and standing in line with all the other draftees, I started passing out Anti-War pamphlets to the naked guys standing in line be examined. This wasn’t a big hit with the Army Sergeant. He pulled me aside and stuck me in a small room with an FBI agent. The agent asked me questions for half an hour. I didn’t say a single word. He decided I was crazy and sent me home. I never heard from my draft board again.
I got my girlfriend pregnant, got a day job as a hospital janitor, stopped getting stoned. Eventually, due to the economic pressure of raising kids, I became integrated into the same Corporate American White Collar Technocracy Culture that most of my generation abided since the 60s. You may not think all of this is too “revolutionary”, but I did risk going to prison for several years for “refusing induction”, and worse, getting my ass blown off in Vietnam while killing “gooks” for Big Oil Companies and other American Corporations who controlled the drug trade and other financial interests in SE Asia. Long story short: I managed to abide Vietnam. Since then I’ve managed to abide a whole bunch of NWO Imperialist military invasions around the world. Anyway, Dude or no Dude, the same old shit abides in the U.S.A.. The only difference is that now we have the Internet, so we know the secret NWO hidden government isn’t quite as secret as it was in the 60s. The “hippie-anti-war-revolution” of the 60s faded into the mists of broken American Dreams exemplified by Monday Night Football, retirement plans and political apathy. Today, “The Dude” is just another philosophical illusion, driven by pot-smoking motion picture marketing mavens. Ticket and t-shirt sales are up. But the revolution is gone.
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THERE’S A RELIGION for its time and place…It fits right in there, helps us abide through all the strikes and gutters, the ups and downs of the whole durned human comedy. It really ties your life together.
And the religion for our time and place is Dudeism.
Of course, nihilists and reactionaries will probably dispute that—when they’re not throwing marmots into your bathtub or coffee cups at your forehead. That’s why you need to know how to respond when someone who is un-Dude asks you what the fuck you’re talking about when you tell them about Dudeism.
Now, it’s a basic tenet of the Dudeist ethos to just say “Fuck it,” or “Yeah, well, that’s just, like, you’re opinion, man,” when someone micturates upon our faith. But we’re talking about unchecked theological aggression here, drawing a line in the spiritual sand, Dude. Across this line you do not—also, Dude, “faith” is not the preferred nomenclature—“worldview,” please.
So, What the Fuck am I Talking About?
Lost my train of thought there. Anyway, in defending whether Dudeism is really a religion, worldview, or what-have-you, a Dudeist must first address a very basic question: What makes a religion? Is it being prepared to do the right thing, whatever the cost? Isn’t that what makes a religion? Or is it that along with a pair of testaments?
Well, Dude, we just don’t know. Religion is a very complicated thing. A lotta scriptural ins, a lotta ritual outs…a lot of ecclesiastical strands to keep in your head, man. There is a lot about religion that doesn’t make a whole lot of sense to us. It can be quite stupefying, in fact. But there are some basic tools that can help put you in a unique position to confirm or disconfirm whether Dudeism is a religion.
First off, it’s good to define what in God’s holy name we’re blathering about when we say the word “religion”. A wiser fellah than myself once said that “religion” has its root in the Latin word “ligo,” or “to bind together.” That’s a good place to start, I guess, because the tenets of Dudeism do indeed bind its diverse adherents together in one big round robin.
But there are other ways that can help you explain how Dudeism is a religion, and in English, too. Here are just a couple.
All Right, Let’s Get Down to Cases
The beauty of Dudeism is its simplicity. Once a religion gets too complex, everything can go wrong.
That’s why the “To What/From What/By What Means” method of identifying a religion is a great way to summarize the Dudeist ethos for your un-Dude friends.
For example, if you apply this method to Buddhism (a compeer of Dudeism), you can easily answer what the point of it is.
From what is Buddhism trying to liberate us? Suffering
To what state of being is Buddhism trying to bring us? Nirvana
By what means does Buddhism attempt do this? The Noble Eightfold Path.
Isn’t that fucking interesting, man? Now let’s apply it to Dudeism:
From what is Dudeism trying to liberate us? Thinking that’s too uptight.
To what state of being is Dudeism trying to bring us: Just taking it easy, man.
By what means does Dudeism attempt do this? Abiding.
Now, that’s fucking ingenious, if I understand it correctly.
If You Define It, It Is a DREEMMS
But what do Dudeists believe? Well, although you have your story and I have mine, there are certain things that bring us together and root us, like the aitz chaim he, in a shared community.
To help me clarify what I’m blathering about, I’ll use the seven dimensions of religion identified by Ninian Smart (another wiser fellah than myself): Doctrinal, Ritual, Ethics, Experiential, Myth, Material, and Social…or, in the parlance of religious studies, DREEMMS).
Doctrinal (the systematic formulation of religious teachings in an intellectually coherent form): Like Zen, Dudeism isn’t into the whole doctrinal thing; we prefer direct experience of takin’er easy, and often contemplate two indiscernible Coens to achieve that modest task.
Perhaps the closest Dudeists come to having a systematic formulation of our religious teachings is: “Sometimes you eat the bear, and, well, sometimes the bear, he eats you.” Is that some sort of Eastern thing? Far from it, Dude.
Ritual (forms and orders of ceremonies): Dudeists are also not into the whole ritual thing, but there are some things we do for recreation that bring us together, like bowling, driving around, the occasional acid flashback, listening to Creedence. Some Dudeists are shomer shabbas, and that’s cool.
Ethics (rules about human behavior): Although this isn’t ‘Nam, there aren’t many behavioral rules in Dudeism, either. However, we do recognize that we may enter a world of pain whenever we go over the line and we are forever cognizant of what can happen when we fuck a stranger in the ass.
Experiential (the core defining personal experience): Abiding and takin’er easy.
Myth (the stories that work on several levels and offer a fairly complete and systematic interpretation of the universe and humanity’s place in it): The Big Lebowski is our founding myth; just as the Christian Gospels, based on the Jesus of history, provide a portrait of the mythical Christ of faith who “died for all us sinners,” the film, based on the Dude of history (Jeff Dowd), presents the mythical Dude of film (Jeff Bridges) who “takes it easy for all us sinners.”
Material (ordinary objects or places that symbolize or manifest the sacred or supernatural): That rug really tied the room together, did it not?
Social (a system shared and attitudes practiced by a group. Often rules for identifying community membership and participation): Racially we’re pretty cool and open to pretty much everyone…pacifists, veterans, surfers, fucking lady friends, vaginal artists, video artists with cleft assholes, dancing landlords, doctors who are good men and thorough, enigmatic strangers, brother shamuses…And proud we are of all of them.
Those we consider very un-Dude include: Rug-pissers, brats, nihilists, Nazis, human paraquats, pederasts, pornographers, fucking fascists, reactionaries, and angry cab drivers. Friends like these, huh, Gary?
Aw, Hell. I Done Innerduced Dudeism Enough
Although Dudeists may lack three thousand years of beautiful tradition, from Moses to Sandy Koufax, we do share the great spiritual insights espoused by many great Dudes throughout the ages. As our Dudely Lama once wrapped it all up for us:
“Life is short and complicated and nobody knows what to do about it. So don’t do anything about it. Just take it easy, man. Stop worrying so much whether you’ll make it into the finals. Kick back with some friends and some oat soda and whether you roll strikes or gutters, do your best to be true to yourself and others – that is to say, abide.”
Knowing that, now you can die with a smile on your face without feelin’ like the Good Lord gypped you. And that’s what Dudeism’s all about.
See ya later on down the trail.
Reposted from the article By Rev. Dwayne Eutsey, Arch Dudeship – http://dudeism.com/takeiteasymanifesto/