I haven’t thought about Michelle Pfeiffer in a while, but regardless, she is the last person I would expect to admit she was once a member of a cult. Pfeiffer told the UK’s Telegraph newspaper that back when she was just starting out in Hollywood, she “got involved” with a couple who fancied themselves “personal trainers.” They put their “clients,” including Michelle, on strict diets they called “vegetarianism,” but ultimately believed that people in their “highest state” were breatharians. Breatharians believe they can survive on sunlight alone. I’m guessing they’re a hangry crowd though. Keep reading »
Something you may not know about me: I’m really into anything involving cults, save actually being in one. I can’t get enough of books, internet chat rooms where former members meet to discuss their stories, and, of course, movies and documentaries about cults, real or made up. Frankly, I wish there were more movies about cults, but consider this an essential list of the best ones out there. If there’s one I missed that you think is worthy of being on the top 10, please weigh in! Together, we can form a cult of cult obsessives.
I’m willing to bet most of you have Monday mornings that go something like this: alarm goes off at 6:30 AM, you hit snooze 3 times before rolling out of bed at 6:49, you shower, get dressed, walk the dog, and then grab a banana or breakfast bar before heading out to fight traffic on your way to work. But what if you mornings began, say, lying “naked from the waist down,” in a velvet-curtained room, with your eyes closed, “while clothed men huddle over [you], stroking [you] in a ritual known as orgasmic meditation — ‘OMing,’ for short”? That’s exactly how a core group of 38 men and women start each day at a small commune in San Francisco called One Taste. Keep reading »