“Yesterday after a sad and strange exchange with a fellow mama in Central Park, who’d chastised Jonah and me for Jonah mistakenly having walked on her kid’s sweatshirt, we both apologized to her. She kept on saying that we had this whole park and we chose ‘her’ rock. So we calmly and slowly packed up our things to move away, and as we walked away, Jonah and i talked about how sad she must be to be so strong with her words like that, and how important it was that neither of us got mad at her for it. Both Jonah and I have come a long way temper-wise, and in acknowledgment, Jonah said “I wanted to make my mean face too. But neither of us did!!! We’re doing great. Mama, YOU’RE doing great.”
The speed at which the above status update passed across the screens of Babarazzi computers and handheld devices was almost unprecedented. There was something about what Elena said that sounded so….so….”that.” Irked by a statement like “as we walked away, Jonah and i talked about how sad she must be,” Aghori B felt compelled to write this:
“Wait, so instead you taught your son that it’s ok to judge a woman’s personal experience (“how sad she must be”) based on a thirty second interaction? At least you both didn’t make your “angry face.” Seemed like a great opportunity to speak against entitlement, and reflect on one’s own sense of self-righteousness. Ah well….”
Seriously, what ever happened to recognizing that “anger,” much like “sadness,” is simply one of the many emotional responses a human can have to stimuli? Yes, there’s all that business about increased heart rates and arterial tension (frustrated arteries), but we all know there’s nothing cooler than gettin’ mad at some entitled cock knocker in NYC and then telling your son, “It’s OK if you get angry sometimes. Just don’t be a jerkoff about it.” Of course, the lady in Elena’s post above may have had a point. I mean, Central Park is pretty f’ing big. Give a gal some room, know wha’mean?
Any hint of the above was drowned out by over 1,300 validating”Likes” and a bunch of commenters on the EB Facebook page who wrote things “like”:
“Wow! How amazing to have that profound understanding of each other and how to better interact with the darkness in people.”
“Reading your post actually brought tears to my eyes.”
“Too bad that bitch isn’t as mature,as Jonah”
“You both found true peace. For others and for yourselves.”
But, then a spider found its way into the posi-fest and ruffled a few feathers:
“why is it inspiring? you judged a woman, sent some un-compassionate energy her way… face is external, you called her sad on facebook and ignited some people here to call her names; that means that’s how u felt too. inspiring? …”
However, this sentiment was no match for the overwhelming chorus of parrots dropping “mama” bombs like it t’was a going out of ye olde style:
“Waw that is a beautiful story mama”
“Jonah is very fortunate to have this Mama”
“Keep up the love, mama!”
“Way to go mama!”
“What a goood mama”
“Thank you for sharing Mama!”
“he is right that anyone who tells a mama and a son that they can’t hang on a rock in a public park must not be feeling so happy – happy people are usually generous!”
I know it’s, like, Elena’s thing to call herself a “mama,” but it really sounds pretty played out when people throw this tag around like it’s some sort of secret password that lets you into the yoga “mama” speakeasy. It’s actually starting to sound a lot more like Uncle Joe saying “Not!” after all his quips at Thanksgiving.
Anyway, you know what’s a million times better than caring about any of the above? Checking out this boss muthafuckin’ documentary on The Source Family that’s screening today from 4–6pm at Columbia University’s Gottesman Library at Teachers College.
If you need more to go on, here’s from the website:
“The Source Family was a radical experiment in ’70s utopian living. Their outlandish style, popular health food restaurant, rock band, and beautiful women made them the darlings of Hollywood’s Sunset Strip; but their outsider ideals and the unconventional behavior of their spiritual leader, Father Yod, caused controversy with local authorities. They fled to Hawaii, leading to their dramatic demise.
Years later, former family members surface and the rock band reforms, revealing how their time with Father Yod shaped their lives in the most unexpected ways.
THE SOURCE provides an intimate, insiders’ view at this incredible group of people through their own archival photos, home movies, audio recordings, and contemporary interviews with members of the family. Serving as a highly personal, insider’s guide to the counter-culture movement of the early 70’s, the film is inspired by the cult-classic book The Source: The Story of Father Yod, Ya Ho Wa 13, and The Source Family (Process Media) which was written by Isis Aquarian and Electricity Aquarian and edited by director Jodi Wille.”