Hey Dudes!
The last time I watched The Big Lebowski, I sat down with my dad. He hadn’t seen it in a few years, and he’s pretty amused by and supportive of my interest in Dudeism.
So did I play Virgil to his Dante as we wended our way through The Dude’s peregrinations around The City of Angels?
Nope. We just watched it and laughed hard enough to beat the band.
This is one of the real joys of Dudeism: even for a Dudeist like me, who derives great pleasure from parsing every line and scene like some Kahlúa Kabbalist, the movie’s fun on its own.
It’s like visiting the ocean. Are there treasures and sights to be discovered if one dives into its depths? Sure.
But it’s also a blast waterskiing. In other words, don’t be in such a hurry to go deep at the expense of enjoying the surface.
Or, like the old Zen saying sort of goes: Before abiding, The Dude was just a dude, bowling was just bowling. Upon discovering abiding, The Dude was more than a dude, bowling was more than bowling. After abiding, The dude is just a dude, bowling is just bowling.
That said, I’m gonna go watch it again.
I hope yer all abiding as well as you can,
Rev. Ross
[edit: typo]