Occidental Partridge

I’ve just asked the young lady who hosted the event if there is someone I can interview. Her eyes have lit up – she knows just the chap for me, and politely disappears for a few minutes. She comes back beaming and takes me downstairs to the main room in the building, to introduce me to the head of Public Relations at Happy Science.  More people have heard the Iron Lady out in this nucleus of the temple – clearly where the hardcore crowd is at. But it’s time for them to go too now; a row of hipsters arises and ambles to the exit, nodding their thanks to an elder Japanese gentleman, who smiles benignly and is bedecked by a clerical stole draped over his shoulders. Around his neck there is the – I am realising – ubiquitous gold-tinted pendant bearing the initials ‘R.O.’ for Ryuho Okawa (or ‘O.R.’ to be more culturally accurate). The PR guy, as you might expect, is a more functionally attired gent – but also one with a prior engagement. I assure them that I have plenty of ti...

It sounded too wonderfully bonkers to resist. A Japanese séance contacting the spirit of the deceased Baroness Thatcher and quizzing her for guidance on Brexit? And on Friday 13th to boot? Yes please. As someone who stresses as much as anyone about the fate of our island nation as we attempt to leave the EU, and, spiritually speaking, as one who has lately oriented East as a means of bolstering his anaemic Christianity. Furthermore as a fan of Louis Theroux's earlier work, that explored deliciously countercultural worldviews as opposed to his more recent rather hand-wringing interest in junkies, convicts and otherwise blameless folk with an addiction to buying pets that might kill them, Happy Science's offer of a spiritual message from the late Iron Lady was an offer I couldn't refuse. In any case, dead or alive, she was bound to be more coherent than Emily Thornbury.                          ...