police teargas ravers at Czechtek
Jeremiah and I were following this event on Czech TV this weekend.
Today, Sunday, we observed and supported massive protest in Prague at government buildings.

speaking with Milan of Guma Guar at the protest
Jer and I estimated that there must have been around 2,000 people protesting the police brutality at Czechtek, which is an annual rave that takes place on private land in the countryside outside Prague. One of the protestors at the Ministry of Interior was Milan, an artist of the team Guma Guar. He and his partner did the video you can see below (Anarchy in Alphabetical Order). We had an excellent talk amid the sounds of the demonstration.

in front of the police headquarters

anti police brutality rally in front of the police headquaters

Dvorak statue
On Saturday night I experienced one of the most satisfying symphonic concerts of my life. It was at the Rudolfinum. This statue of Dvorak stands in front of the hall. The concert was given by the Moravian Philharmonic Orchestra of Olomouc. The program: Smetana's "Richard III," Janacek's "Taras Bulba," and Dvorak's Violin Concerto. Petr Vronsky conducted. The wonderful violinist was Vaclav Hudecek. I sat only three rows from the stage. I had never seen such affectionate connection between a conductor and concerto soloist. It was a revelation.

Jer's friend Matthew
I am on my way to a symphony concert at the Rudolfinum with the Moravian Philharmonic Orchestra. Both Jer and Matthew were embarrassed to be seen in public with me in my shirt. Matthew is the owner of one of Jer's favorite Prague hangouts, the Blind Eye. Note Matthew's subtle expresion of gangsta membership.

Magda and Tomas
Magda Ucikova and Tomas Kyn worked in Bismarck, ND USA in the summer of 2003, he in home construction and she at Bonnie's office, the North Dakota Council on Abused Women's Services. Friday night they brought me a birthday cake (July 17, remember) and gifts, and we went out to eat. Magda is studying journalism and Tomas just completed a Master's degree in engineeering; he specializes in artificial intelligence. They are great travellers and hikers. Here are a couple of their travel sites.

Magda and Tomas' travel site

http://www.volny.cz/madlicka/rumbul/fotogalerie.html">Another travel site

me on stage at Vinohrady Theatre
The father of Jeremiah's friend Tereza is a theatre director at this theatre. After dinner last night (see picture below), he sneaked us into his theatre during the last act of a performance of Verdi's opera "La Traviata." We creeped into the theatre balcony.Later he gave us a tour of the theatre, his professional home. Here I am on the stage.

me in the theatre after sneaking into "La Traviata"

Jan Novak's theatre, the Divadlo na Vinohradech

dinner at Julien's, with Tereza's parents
My favorite restaurant in Prague is the intimate Only One Room (U Jednojo Pokoje). Jeremiah's friend Julien is the owner/chef. It is one room with two tables. Tereza's mother teaches high school French and her father Jan is a theatre director. You saw his theatre above. That's the great chef Julien on the bottom right corner.

website for Julien's website

The Vltava River, Charles bridge and the castle
Jeremiah says a picture of the Vltava (Moldau) and the Charles Bridge is obligatory and no matter where you take the picture, it will be gorgeous.
But of course, the river is the thing:"...riverrun past evenadams from swerve of shore to bend of bay brings us by a commodious vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs." openning sentence of "Finnegans Wake", James Joyce.

altar at the bone church in Kutna Hora
Most of today's pictures are about our trip to Kutna Hora, a town of about 11,000 people 70 km (40 miles) east of Prague. We (Jer, Jana, and I)took the train. One of the main sites is a medieval church called the Bone Church because human bones are used for artistic purposes and also because it is a burial site.
I like the idea of allowing a person's bones to remain on display in some way after death. It would make for a great artistic/spiritual challenge for the 2st century. I think the only current place in the wold that has an extensive skull display is in Cambodia, where the skulls of many of the Khmer Rouge's victims are displayed. Can any of you think of more places? Let me know.

Photo of the Khmer Rouge's victims skull display

Bone Church 

More at the bone church 

Piles of bones and skulls 

Candelabra made from bones

entrance in cobblestones in front of the bone church 

St Barbora church, Kutna Hora
These old cathedrals, chapels, and churches raise all sorts of questions. I think the tourists are genuinely open to an experience of beauty, human creativity, and knowledge of ideas, spirituality (even theology), and history (including the horror of history), but the experiences in these places are so quick and superficial that there is little time or opportunity to go deeper. The current church doesn't seem to have any creative ideas about what to do with these "relics" and the tourists that visit them.Vatican theologians and administrators seem to be primarily interested in whether people agree or disagree with them on doctrinal ideas as though everything is about "truth," and only they have the right to think. The travelers are open to more: beauty, goodness, personal growth, historical truth and genuine theological exploration and dialogue (No dialogue, no theology).

Visiting these sites today (including the Bone Church) reminded me of the 95 Theses that theologian Matthew Fox posted at the church in Wittenberg in May. Thesis 57 states the Dalai Lama's observation that the number one obstacle to interfaith communication/ecumenical dialogue is not knowing your own tradition. Check out Fox's 95 Theses at his blog: www.matthewfoxcs.blogspot.com No one can be a fundamentalist if they know their own tradition. The bone church seemed to be saying something about universal salvation. What were we 21st century pilgrims experiencing? I wish there had been an opportunity for "process time."

View Matthew Fox's 95 Theses at this site

Jer and Jana trying to figure out where we are
in Kutna Hora

I ate some Wild Boar gulash for lunch at a very nice outdoor place in Kutna Hora. When I saw
that there was wild boar on the menu, I couldn't resist, since I am kind of a wild boar kind of guy. Oh, those are brambory knedlicky (potato dumplings).

Drinking beer at a great outdoor restaurant 

watching the Czech countryside pass by from the train 

taking the train to Kutna Hora 

dinner with Jeremiah's friend Travis
One of Jer's friends I enjoy very much is poet/novelist/art curator/critic Travis Jeppesen. I read his novel "Victims" last year. You can find reviews of it on the internet. I memorized a couple of his poems and like these lines from a poem related to watching TV: The trees offer
too much comfort. We see the open
frontier, but when we reach out to
touch it, find it flat and staticky.
The hair stands up on the back of our
necks. Just looking doesn't do
that.

This quote is from a sonnet-lile poem called "Eat My Rot, Corky."
You can find three of his poems at the 3 AM Magazine website.
(I've got to learn to set up links, I love links- we lie in a hyperlink world)

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, BONNIE!
Our Czech friend Magda presented these lilies to me when I arrived in Prague. We put them in a vase in Jer's window. Two more buds just opened for today's anniversary.

"Set me as a seal upon thy heart,
as a seal upon thy arm...
the flashes thereof are flashes of fire,
a very flame of the Holy One."
-Canticles 8:6