Groovy, Man:
Today in my NT class we discussed the Epistles of James and Jude. Unlike some other letters and the Gospels whose authors are unknown, the letter of James is signed by a James. Which James that is precisely remains in doubt. It may have been written sometime around 80-90 CE, but one of the James possibilities is Jesus' brother, who was (and now I'm quoting our T.A. who was lecturing) "stoned to death in the 60's." Just let that marinate for a moment. Uh huh...got it? Yeah...it took us about 5 minutes to settle down, too. Trying to rephrase it really didn't help, poor guy. We all had images of some hippie Jesus look-alike in Haight-Ashbury sparkin' the doobie to end all doobies. But, hey...what a way to go!
The second half of the class was spent discussing Jude. (I know...it just doesn't get any better than this.) Have you ever actually read Jude? Dark imagery, allusions to esoteric figures from the Hebrew Bible, apocalyptic language, fallen angels and "ungodly intruders". It's fuckin' trippy, dude. All together now: "Hey, Jude...don't make it bad...take a sad sooooong and make it be-eh-eh-ter..."