But what if the medium is the message?

Forget about the Mod Squad -- the only field-day the hippies got on TV was Kung Fu. Not only was Kwai Chang Caine a dangerous Shaolin freak with bare feet, mystical powers, and a Billy Jack hat, but he was played by David Carradine, a dangerous Hollywood freak with Aquarian babes, prodigious appetites, and a hut in the Hollywood hills. Kung Fu's vibe was scruffy and occult, and its formal effects memorable -- all those flashbacks, slo-mo kicks, and overexposed...

There is a difference between psychedelic experiences and psychedelic people

Forget about the Mod Squad -- the only field-day the hippies got on TV was Kung Fu. Not only was Kwai Chang Caine a dangerous Shaolin freak with bare feet, mystical powers, and a Billy Jack hat, but he was played by David Carradine, a dangerous Hollywood freak with Aquarian babes, prodigious appetites, and a hut in the Hollywood hills. Kung Fu's vibe was scruffy and occult, and its formal effects memorable -- all those flashbacks, slo-mo kicks, and overexposed...

“Messages from beyond” are forms of information, and information is a trickster

Forget about the Mod Squad -- the only field-day the hippies got on TV was Kung Fu. Not only was Kwai Chang Caine a dangerous Shaolin freak with bare feet, mystical powers, and a Billy Jack hat, but he was played by David Carradine, a dangerous Hollywood freak with Aquarian babes, prodigious appetites, and a hut in the Hollywood hills. Kung Fu's vibe was scruffy and occult, and its formal effects memorable -- all those flashbacks, slo-mo kicks, and overexposed...

Terminal. What other journey, you might ask, begins at the end?

Forget about the Mod Squad -- the only field-day the hippies got on TV was Kung Fu. Not only was Kwai Chang Caine a dangerous Shaolin freak with bare feet, mystical powers, and a Billy Jack hat, but he was played by David Carradine, a dangerous Hollywood freak with Aquarian babes, prodigious appetites, and a hut in the Hollywood hills. Kung Fu's vibe was scruffy and occult, and its formal effects memorable -- all those flashbacks, slo-mo kicks, and overexposed...

It is too close, too far-out, its sacred transmissions too muddled with the scandalous grit of its concrete historical unfoldment

Forget about the Mod Squad -- the only field-day the hippies got on TV was Kung Fu. Not only was Kwai Chang Caine a dangerous Shaolin freak with bare feet, mystical powers, and a Billy Jack hat, but he was played by David Carradine, a dangerous Hollywood freak with Aquarian babes, prodigious appetites, and a hut in the Hollywood hills. Kung Fu's vibe was scruffy and occult, and its formal effects memorable -- all those flashbacks, slo-mo kicks, and overexposed...