Issac Hayes passed away this week which brings to mind a few pet issues of mine. First off just where do Scientologists go when the body stops. Do they go to the reasonable Heaven where streets of gold defy gravity and people with wings enjoy sexual romping with 72 virgins at a time?
Looking it up on Google I found that Scientologists do not follow reasonable logic in this and they come back to life as other life forms. In fact L. Ron Hubbard himself was once a clam. I will never see a tray of raw oysters the same again… Which one is Issac I will wonder. Or L. Ron himself?
Mr Hayes popularity became resurgent in 1999 as the wise womanizer "Chef" on the Comedy Central cartoon hit South Park. Though after years of making fun of Christians, Mormons, Jews and Muslims Hayes quit when the writers made fun of Scientologists. Which kind of defines the depth of his intellect.
In the recent eulogies I have read he is not only the father of Disco but Rap as well! Wow, he helped change our culture by replacing rock, rhythm and blues, soul and Motown with mindless repetitive rhythms set to shallow lyrics so shallow people had cause to get dressed up and go dancing (and snorting). Which in turn led to even more repetitive rhythms – no longer played by people with musical instruments or talent of any sort other than rhyming things with suck – set to Godawful filthy lyrics of bigotry, sexism, hate, shooting, killing, beating and revenge. And helping the fashion industry sell everyone clothes 10 sizes too big for them while the artists keep their hands either on their balls or in that spastic gesture making fun of people with cerebral palsy.
Happy as a clam, Issac Hayes will be missed.