- Social commentary
- Arch Enemy
- Are You More than Green, Righteous, and Dead?
- Bless this House
- Fighting in the Smog
- Giving My Life for Noble Bilge
- Have a Blast, O Tiger Among Men!
- History and the Machinery of War
- Mars Bars: Why Mars? Why Indeed?
- Moustaches and Moneybelts
- Nothing that a Goat Won't Eat
- Predictions of the Next World War
- The Evil Computer
- The Myth of Old Age
- The Plague
- The Taj Mahal: Enduring Monument to Love
- Toward an Enlightened New World Order
- Who's in the Doghouse Now?
- About 9/11
- Philosophy and spirituality
- About the Krishna culture in Manipur
- About editing
- About health
- About unusual doctrines
Social commentary
Predictions of the Next World War
From Back to Godhead, July–August 1997
Astrolgers, we’ve heard, are predicting a forthcoming war. If we believe accounts passed on from a well-reputed star-reader in Jaipur, the next world war is on its way. Expect conflicts to start mounting within the next year or so, he says. And by the year 2000 expect 35% of the world’s people to be dead.
Have a Blast, O Tiger Among Men!
From Back to Godhead, September–October 1998
One of our BTG staff members suggested I comment here on the nuclear blasts detonated, amidst considerable publicity, by India and her arch-rival Pakistan. I’m not much inclined to do it.
The Plague
from Back to Godhead, January-February 1995
The very word plague brings dread. We recall medieval images of the Black Death, scourging fourteenth-century Asia and Europe. We envision rampant rats and dying children.
Late in 1994, as plague broke out in the Indian state of Gujarat, people fled in the hundreds of thousands. Neighboring countries sealed their borders. Airlines cancelled flights. Even doctors grabbed their stethoscopes and scrambled for their lives.
Are You More than Green, Righteous, and Dead?
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from Back to Godhead, September-October 1992
Twenty years ago, no one gave a damn. You could gum up a river with factory sludge, chop down rain forests wholesale, spray fluorocarbons into the air like a kid sprinkling confetti, and no one would say boo.

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