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funny seed stories
GregFL:
Still no story tellers, eh?
Am I to carry this burden all by myself?
Okay, here is another.
My father and stepmother bought into the whole Seed culture hook, line and sinker. They spoke the language and would rather have slit their wrist than criticize the almighty seed.
Anyway, my father took a "seed loves you" license plate and fastened it next to our front door. The next day it was gone, the prize of some local "druggie".
My father, Undaunted, replaced the sign but now wired it with an electric fence motor. The next night a policeman showed up at the door with a local old buddy of mine (rick R.) and said there was a complaint about the sign, that the kid was only coming over to see if I was home (yeah right) and was shocked and had filed a complaint. The cop was pissed but my father proceeded to tell him he was buddys with his boss and if he pursued it any further he would have him fired. The cop tucked tail and left.
Two nights later the Seed sign was gone. Someone had planned a midnight coup and clipped the wire and took the sign.
About a week later I was out in the field During PE class playing soccor and Rick and about 6 of his friends came up to me holding the Seed sign, only they had changed the S in Seed to W, making the sign now read...
'THE WEED LOVES YOU'
I of course couldn't say anything to them in retort.
Anonymous:
Humilitating for you, but sort of funny. I remember kids who were my "druggies" friends trying to get me to react - react to anything. But, true to form, I didn't. God forbid I should have said anyting but the permissable statement of I don't want to talk to you. How sad.
echothis:
The only funny thing I remember was how my dad would make fun of the open meetings on our way home from the Seed.
He'd say, "Hi my name is Mike and I've been in the Seed for 3months... and I am sooooooo
happpppppppy :???: "
He would say most of the kids didn't sound happy at all, and that we sounded all alike.
Don't get me wrong. He was a loving father and did anything for us 6 kids and my mom but he didn't like Art and didn't agree with most anything about the Seed.
We were driving to the Seed one day and A Horse With No Name came on the radio, We told dad Art said we weren't allowed to listen to that type of music. Dad turned up the volume.....
I still love when that song comes on the radio it reminds me of my dad.
Dad was always there to help us balance the ideas of the Seed and how he and mom tried to raise us. I think my dad knew the cult direction the Seed was capable of taking while my sister and I were there.
wtaylorg:
--- Quote ---We were driving to the Seed one day and A Horse With No Name came on the radio, We told dad Art said we weren't allowed to listen to that type of music. Dad turned up the volume.....
I still love when that song comes on the radio it reminds me of my dad.
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Hey. It really makes me smile to read stories like this. I am so glad that there were parents out there who didn't buy into the bulls*#t of the Seed like so many other parents I saw.
I can remember driving home with my oldcomer Ed ?. He lived in Hialeah, this was around '78. We were driving home from the SR84 Seed and he put in a tape of BOC's (Don't Fear) The Reaper, which I recall a staff member saying once in a rap that it was one of the biggest "druggy songs" there ever was. I might be confusing it with a David Bowie song, but I think that was the story. Anyways, I kept looking at him and wondered what he was doing listening to this song and If I remember, I asked him this as well. He said it was a great song, Today, I do like the cow bell in it.
After we got home I told his Mom what we had done. She told me to tell staff the next day.
So, I felt so egregiously bad about what we had done that I told Cookie the next day that we listened to BOC last night on the trip home. Shortly, thereafter I was moved to another foster home.
It wasn't long after this that I never saw Ed around the Seed again. Looking back at it, I guess he was the lucky one, but, I only wonder if I had told a different parent they might have laughed the whole (Don't Fear) The Reaper thing off. Like hey it's just a song. There is no such thing as a "druggy song". But, to a 14 yr old kid hood-winked by all the smoke and mirrors, I couldn't see the truth.
Antigen:
My dad was hard to figgure. He was a WWI Navy vet w/ permanently short hair and extreme right wing leanings. Never in a million years would he ever admit that rock-n-roll was anything but a bad influence, brainwashing, etc.
However, he did used to call Art a "professional alcoholic" and compared him to the Bible thumpers who used to breeze through town leaving pregnant teenagers behind.
All thinking men are atheists.
--Ernest Hemingway, American author
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