Crossposted from Reflections Journal.
| "Life is pain, Highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something." ~ The Princess Bride |
Jason Jones does God's work. I became familiar with his brain child,
The Salty Droid, when I was searching out information on James Arthur Ray and the horrible sweat lodge deaths that resulted from his hubris. I had found Ray to be one of the least interesting members of
The Secret brain trust when I first began to
publicly critique it. That Jason, aka Salty, had done his homework on this two bit,
genie pimping conman, made his site a go to. And I enjoyed a lot of back and forth with that funny, little robot while I was blogging the
sweat lodge trial.
The Salty Droid is brilliantly funny and has given me something of an education on the depths of flim-flammery that infect a certain segment of this wacky new age arena I call home. Up to that point I had always thought of
The Secret crowd and their ilk simply as purveyors of dangerously bad metaphysics. While I thought them excessively pecuniary in their focus, mostly I considered them ignorant. I was wrong. A number of them are grifters and
The Secret is really just part of a long con.
The seamy underbelly of internet marketing is not really my beat... until it intersects with spiritual teaching. Then it is very much my concern. One of the things that initially caused me to break my silence on
The Secret was the fact that I had clients beating themselves up for things like being sick. The victim blame inherent in that paradigm just makes people who haven't "manifested" the perfect life feel bad about themselves. Worse, it equates any form of adversity with spiritual failing. The part of this problem that I hadn't fully considered back then is that this really sets people up to have their pockets picked. And this is where the relentless "love and light" contingent of the new age meets the dark underworld of internet marketing.