Midweek Cuckoo: JZ Knight
I’ve made disapproving noises in the past about a certain movie length feature (read crap on celluloid) called What the Bleep do We Know. One of the reasons I know this film is full of bleep is that one of the scientists credited at the end is Ramtha.
Ramtha is a spirit guide who lived in Atlantis 35,000 years ago, and whose brother has been reincarnated as Shirley McClaine. The woman who channels him is JZ Knight.
JZ was, according to her bio, born Judith Darlene Hampton, in Roswell, New Mexica in 1946, which seems so convenient I’m almost not sure it’s true. In 1977, Knight was in her kitchen in Tacoma when she put a plastic pyramid on her head, and lo and behold an Atlantean Warrior who had ascended to enlightenment decided to return to our plane and spend his time appearing on demand for money. He showed her that she had lived many past lives, taught her quantum mechanics, history and archaeology, the power to heal with touch and the ability to leave her body at will. Apparently, he didn’t teach her any math:
It is just a fact that we use less than a tenth of our brain…So we have two-thirds of our brain makeup that we don’t even use
Knight is also a big hit with feminists, due to Ramtha choosing to inhabit a female shell to spread his 35,000 year old teachings. Which only goes to show that feminists have sex on the brain, if they are excited by a male presence “entering” the female flesh.
The chosen meat vessel for this enlightened demi-god has made millions through her Ramtha School of Enlightenment and JZK Inc, even more so now with the release of What the Bleep do We Know. The film was produced by her company and filmed by one of JZ Knight’s ex students, and despite being crammed from beginning to end with bullshit, it’s still packing theatres all over the world. She also successfully sued another scam artists for sole rights to channel Ramtha, and was awarded $800 in damages.
Amazingly her supporters don’t see anything implausible or dodgy about any of this. In fact, you can buy an emu egg with her face carved into it, if you want. Really, it’s all just bizarre. Read this interview with her and tell me you don’t think this woman is a few stars short of a horoscope.