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	EternallyBlissfulYoga Magazine Yoga News Feed All the Yoga related news that gives Yogis the fits. New Yoga Gossip Rag Hits Yoga Studio Newsstands TSA Issues New Threat Warning for Airports: Yoga An Exclusive for GreatGreatYoga Magazine by Hari Hari If airline travel wasn't scary enough, the Transportation Safety Administration issued its latest alert yesterday, warning travelers about people practicing yoga in airports. In an attempt to stem the increasing public displays of yoga in airports, the TSA have begun deploying special behavior screeners, trained in various yoga styles to spot people who seem prone to acting out with yoga poses. This crackdown has been in response to numerous complaints from airline travelers. Recently a woman who looked like any other traveler caught the attention of yoga behavior screeners as she stood in line at Kennedy Airport. “It was something about the way she was standing,” explained Ben Henry, a supervisor. She was standing on her head. The woman was questioned, every inch of her body scanned twice with a metal-detecting wand and her carry-on bag examined. Out came a yoga block, a yoga strap, sticks of incense, a vial of lavender message oil, a collection of mala beads, a bottle of Kumbuca, several Rodney Yee DVDs, a neti pot, a Krishna Das CD, a copy of My Third Eye Itches, a bag of Goji berries and a pair of ToeSox. They had found a yogi. The screener warned the woman about practicing yoga in the airport and sent her on her way. TSA officials refuse to say exactly what sort of behavior can make them suspicious, but part of the effort relies on watching for inappropriate smiles or grins, beatific facial expressions, closed eyes, silent chanting, quietly mouthing Om, sitting cross legged, standing on one leg or weird methods of stretching. Many airline passengers are applauding this new crackdown on displays of yoga in airports. Virginia Randall, who was eating from a jumbo snack food bag and drinking a Big Gulp, stopped long enough to explain her irritation with these people. “Do I need to be subjected that crap. It’s bad enough that they are all thin, flexible and contorting themselves into demonic poses, but do they have to do that in the middle of the seating area? My God, enough already,” she exploded while dramatically jabbing the air with a half eaten Cheese-O. “If I did that kind of stuff, my husband would leave me…wait, now where the hell did he run off to?,” she asked as she looked around for her husband. Another airline traveler, Carrie Woodman, remarked how aggressive these yogis seem to be. “They are just like those Hare Krishna people that used to hang out in airports years ago,” she explained. “I can deal with the inconvenience of taking my shoes off, being strip searched or even having to deal with crying babies and cell phone users on planes, but these yoga people are the worse. I’m glad the TSA is cracking down on them. Who need that show-off stuff? Next thing you know they’ll be doing yoga in the plane,” she added. Leaving the airport waiting area, we spotted Ms. Randall’s husband having a beer in the airport bar along with a few other men. They were staring intently at a young Lululemon clad yogini going through her moves in the seating area. After each pose, the men would raise their glasses and let out a cheer. “This is hotter than the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue,” one of the men exclaimed to which Mr. Randall added wistfully, “I wish my wife could bust some moves like that…” Twisted Tridents of Truth - How Yoga Journal Turned American Yoga Into An American Circus Twisted Tridents of Truth - How Yoga Journal Helped Turn American Yoga Into A Yoga Circus – The Last Ten Years Of Yoga in America This new book traces the recent history of yoga in America. While other books have explored yoga from its humble beginnings in India (Yoga Body, Singleton) to the beginning of yoga in America (The Subtle Body, Syman), “Twisted Tridents of Truths” recounts the most significant period in yoga history; the period from 2001 to the present. This period coincides with Yoga Journal’s purchase by a media company resulting in the complete hegemony of the contemporary yoga imagery by the magazine and the resulting clownification of the ancient practice. This book explores the real history of contemporary yoga. From the opening chapter, “Damn Hippies”, this book describes the true birth of popular American postural yoga one rainy morning at Woodstock, NY. The chapter, “La La Yogaland” finds the mass migration of yoga hipsters (yogsters) from across the country to LA where they begin to cash in on the yoga boom. This results in the epic struggle between hippie yoga and hipster yoga as described in the chapter “Yoga Wars”. While the yoga war rages on in yoga blogs, pop yoga magazines and with b-list yoga stars leading the charge against the stalwarts of “that good ole’ time yoga”, the warring factions of yoga unite to fight a common enemy that appeared from the heavens one clear fall morning to threaten all earth bound yogas. With the invasion of yoga practicing aliens and the hybrid yogas that they spawned, the chapter, “Extraterrestrial Yoga”, describes this invasion and the ultimate survival of earth yoga with the mass mutation between alien and earthling yoga. This is the yoga we see being practiced today in hip, new and expensive yoga studios described in the chapter, “American Yoga Circus”. In this book, you will learn about: Evil yoga studios Brain washed yoga zombies Tantric voodoo sex Sumo wrestlers in bakasana Horny guru lovers and the horny gurus who love them Burned out yoga bloggers and b-list yoga stars who hate them Tattooed hipster yoga freaks Reincarnated harpies Bengal tiger blood Kombucha Psychedelic hippie yoga chicks on acid Origin and short history of the bed of nails Angry white yuppie yoga hordes Hippie gods Sanskrit Angelic yoga teachers practicing demonic yoga Alien abducted sacred cows Toesox Laughing YogaDawgs Indian leprechauns Naked yoginis in partner poses (in artful black and white) Spontaneous levitations in Saturday morning yoga classes Deviant yoga gurus Hot pants wearing guruettes 1969 Yoga gangsters eating sushi off of topless yoginis The GreatTrancendentalYoga SuperStore Goji berries Outsourced Indian holy men Black market mala beads Ninja yogis riding unicorns Yoga douche bags Koka-Kula Yoga conference whores Disappearing elephants Crying Buddhas Fake birth certificates by orange men Mysterious visitors dressed in black speaking Yoglish Tainted yoga mats from China Failed rockers finding new careers as kirtan singers (and their loyal yoga groupies) Smokable cannabis yoga mats Hairless, yoga studio, pretty boys Transcended slime mold consciousness Shitty siddhis Saint that produces yoga blocks out of thin air (in Baltimore) Yoga practicing extraterrestrials American three ring yoga circus World’s largest chapatti The truth of the ultimate yogic colon cleanse and more…. 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If airline travel wasn't scary enough, the Transportation Safety Administration issued its latest alert yesterday, warning travelers about people practicing yoga in airports. In an attempt to stem the increasing public displays of yoga in airports, the TSA have begun deploying special behavior screeners, trained in various yoga styles to spot people who seem prone to acting out with yoga poses. This crackdown has been in response to numerous complaints from airline travelers. Recently a woman who looked like any other traveler caught the attention of yoga behavior screeners as she stood in line at Kennedy Airport. “It was something about the way she was standing,” explained Ben Henry, a supervisor. She was standing on her head.

The woman was questioned, every inch of her body scanned twice with a metal-detecting wand and her carry-on bag examined. Out came a yoga block, a yoga strap, sticks of incense, a vial of lavender message oil, a collection of mala beads, a bottle of Kumbuca, several Rodney Yee DVDs, a neti pot, a Krishna Das CD, a copy of My Third Eye Itches, a bag of Goji berries and a pair of ToeSox. They had found a yogi. The screener warned the woman about practicing yoga in the airport and sent her on her way. TSA officials refuse to say exactly what sort of behavior can make them suspicious, but part of the effort relies on watching for inappropriate smiles or grins, beatific facial expressions, closed eyes, silent chanting, quietly mouthing Om, sitting cross legged, standing on one leg or weird methods of stretching.

Many airline passengers are applauding this new crackdown on displays of yoga in airports. Virginia Randall, who was eating from a jumbo snack food bag and drinking a Big Gulp, stopped long enough to explain her irritation with these people. “Do I need to be subjected that crap. It’s bad enough that they are all thin, flexible and contorting themselves into demonic poses, but do they have to do that in the middle of the seating area? My God, enough already,” she exploded while dramatically jabbing the air with a half eaten Cheese-O. “If I did that kind of stuff, my husband would leave me…wait, now where the hell did he run off to?,” she asked as she looked around for her husband.

Another airline traveler, Carrie Woodman, remarked how aggressive these yogis seem to be. “They are just like those Hare Krishna people that used to hang out in airports years ago,” she explained. “I can deal with the inconvenience of taking my shoes off, being strip searched or even having to deal with crying babies and cell phone users on planes, but these yoga people are the worse. I’m glad the TSA is cracking down on them. Who need that show-off stuff? Next thing you know they’ll be doing yoga in the plane,” she added.

Leaving the airport waiting area, we spotted Ms. Randall’s husband having a beer in the airport bar along with a few other men. They were staring intently at a young Lululemon clad yogini going through her moves in the seating area. After each pose, the men would raise their glasses and let out a cheer. “This is hotter than the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue,” one of the men exclaimed to which Mr. Randall added wistfully, “I wish my wife could bust some moves like that…”

Twisted Tridents of Truth - How Yoga Journal Turned American Yoga Into An American Circus

Twisted Tridents of Truth - How Yoga Journal Helped Turn American Yoga Into A Yoga Circus – The Last Ten Years Of Yoga in America

This new book traces the recent history of yoga in America. While other books have explored yoga from its humble beginnings in India (Yoga Body, Singleton) to the beginning of yoga in America (The Subtle Body, Syman), “Twisted Tridents of Truths” recounts the most significant period in yoga history; the period from 2001 to the present. This period coincides with Yoga Journal’s purchase by a media company resulting in the complete hegemony of the contemporary yoga imagery by the magazine and the resulting clownification of the ancient practice. This book explores the real history of contemporary yoga.

From the opening chapter, “Damn Hippies”, this book describes the true birth of popular American postural yoga one rainy morning at Woodstock, NY. The chapter, “La La Yogaland” finds the mass migration of yoga hipsters (yogsters) from across the country to LA where they begin to cash in on the yoga boom. This results in the epic struggle between hippie yoga and hipster yoga as described in the chapter “Yoga Wars”. While the yoga war rages on in yoga blogs, pop yoga magazines and with b-list yoga stars leading the charge against the stalwarts of “that good ole’ time yoga”, the warring factions of yoga unite to fight a common enemy that appeared from the heavens one clear fall morning to threaten all earth bound yogas. With the invasion of yoga practicing aliens and the hybrid yogas that they spawned, the chapter, “Extraterrestrial Yoga”, describes this invasion and the ultimate survival of earth yoga with the mass mutation between alien and earthling yoga. This is the yoga we see being practiced today in hip, new and expensive yoga studios described in the chapter, “American Yoga Circus”.

In this book, you will learn about:

Evil yoga studios

Brain washed yoga zombies

Tantric voodoo sex

Sumo wrestlers in bakasana

Horny guru lovers and the horny gurus who love them

Burned out yoga bloggers and b-list yoga stars who hate them

Tattooed hipster yoga freaks

Reincarnated harpies

Bengal tiger blood

Kombucha

Psychedelic hippie yoga chicks on acid

Origin and short history of the bed of nails

Angry white yuppie yoga hordes

Hippie gods

Sanskrit

Angelic yoga teachers practicing demonic yoga

Alien abducted sacred cows

Toesox

Laughing YogaDawgs

Indian leprechauns

Naked yoginis in partner poses (in artful black and white)

Spontaneous levitations in Saturday morning yoga classes

Deviant yoga gurus

Hot pants wearing guruettes

1969

Yoga gangsters eating sushi off of topless yoginis

The GreatTrancendentalYoga SuperStore

Goji berries

Outsourced Indian holy men

Black market mala beads

Ninja yogis riding unicorns

Yoga douche bags

Koka-Kula

Yoga conference whores

Disappearing elephants

Crying Buddhas

Fake birth certificates by orange men

Mysterious visitors dressed in black speaking Yoglish

Tainted yoga mats from China

Failed rockers finding new careers as kirtan singers (and their loyal yoga groupies)

Smokable cannabis yoga mats

Hairless, yoga studio, pretty boys

Transcended slime mold consciousness

Shitty siddhis

Saint that produces yoga blocks out of thin air (in Baltimore)

Yoga practicing extraterrestrials

American three ring yoga circus

World’s largest chapatti

The truth of the ultimate yogic colon cleanse

and more….

Available NOW in a yoga studio near you and soon to be a major yoga film starring Charlie Sheen, the Two Goddesses and all the Yoga Stars on the planet.