In a letter of Charles Manson out of prison Charlie said he was at a Hollywood parking lot for gay sex with movies actors and met Robert Conrad from Wild Wild West (the 60's t.v. series, not the movie) and Peter Falk . Many don't know if this was true, but it's very interesting that Robert Conrad came to Manson's trial.
Below is the letter German Anonymous mentions.
The letter was originally uploaded by Bill Dakota. Dakota includes a forward of how and why he became interested in Charlie. I posted the translation below the letter.
"B Columnist,
Yes, I like your letters when I have time & I've time. I don't write like you write and you don't need to run none of that bullshit on me. Don't talk (write) around the corner on me. Straight-away, just the truth, no more..less-I don't understand you trying to run fear or B.S. at me. Yes, I know what you mean-my words were when I was out-my souls still in prison. Peace of mind (he has three drawings here). All Polanski can say, is what the D.A. said or what he read somewhere. It would take 44 years for me to explain my 31 years in hallways-cages-it's home. No one can know what I mean. They would need for them to be me. All he will do is judge himself in me & see reflections of his own fears. I seen Sharon (Sharon Tate) and she never impresed me as being anything but $. He bought her mind to get her body.
Man don't get fat on me. NO B.S. don't get fat. Lookit, I can't put myself out
front. You can get your paper back & don't need to say I said nothing. (I told him I needed a story to get the paper back in print after it had been closed down for a few months). I never sued no one else. The D.A. & all got away with saying anything. Marcus, (another inmate who knew Charles had written to me), can tell you things he may have thought he heard, I didn't say Elvis was Bi or not.
Loook it. If I sleep with all the girls you sleep with & we go to bed with 3 or 4 girls at a time & I check you out & the way and things you do & you check out my strokes & pick up on some of the motions don't mean I'm BI or your Bi. If I'm in the same dream but I got a good heart, I can hold that heart in bed. Elvis couldn't fuck over me but I could-over any little fat girl in his dream bed because I earned them when I lived at Tom Mix's old beach house on Sunset out by the beach. We had a pool of naked beauties and strobe lights in the living room & sex in 5 bedrooms & all closets had secret doors that go from bedroom to bedroom plus the guest house, big beds & pool shacks-bedrooms, little ones and mattresses in the living room, a tree house, sex all over the grounds, in the rose garden, under the trees everywhere.
B.D, I'm, forgeful, who's Mark? (As I mentioned he is an inmate who wrote me stating he had wanted to write a book on Manson and wanted me to help him. He claims he had made notes talking to Charles when they were together in Vacaville). I'm one of the dumb people-aware but not smart in human ways. I think more like an animal. Yes, I read the story B.D. Im not easily impressed one way or the other. I don't like people enough to care what they think. Not you because you suffered my suffering & been through a lot to see and understand me. I know what you do is & will be good because I know when you are alone & in a cell and see the good of you when no one else is looking.
Neil Diamond used to come over, Mike Love of the Beachboys, Doris Day's son, Angela Lansbury's daughter, DeeDee, Nancy Sinatra's daughter used to be at the beach pad. Dennis Wilson of (the Beach Boys) & I lived with 15 or 20 of the best. We kicked Jane Fonda out of that dream because her jewish boyfriend wanted to bring a black guy to play ping-pong with her & I said I don't play mixing blood for phony christians that work for their money selling children. She had a big dog and a crummy camera & I said no no, I do what I do for love, not money.
They had a key to Red Skelton's beach pad. I had been there before, so I went and fixed the window so I could look in and they found my peek place. I just wanted to see what they did with the dog & guy they picked up over at UCLA, I don't think she was playing stop the war. She was (I think) making some kind of video tapes like Peter Sellers & Yul Brynner (bald headed guy) were making. Dennis gave me a $5,000 video tape, TV thing for tapes that fit only an elite bunch (porno ring) that was world wide. (Dakota: This was way before VCRs, so it was a special tape machine).
I heard Polanski got money from dog and children movies to make movies with. I was offered record contracts, movie parts, etc, when I got out (prison.) I went to Universal Studios-saw a producer named Stromberg, a phony guy. He wanted me to cut a record with a South African black, Hugh Maskella & big black trumpet & drummer for a movie. He told me Jews control & I'd never get any music over, unless I did it his way. He was making a movie, he said, about the second coming of J.C. & he was to be a black & police were to off him and the system would get the blame & they would control the movie minds and take power. I said no. They did it anyway. Jackson was killed in San Quentin & Abby Hoffman and Jerry Rubin got big power controls. I was a dumb ass.
I went to Cary Grant's parking lot & this homosexual came and told me to move my car. I knew Grant was in England so I told him & I've had a little experience with homosexuals. So I took him back to Cary Grant's office, that had an apartment (bar) & such. I don't want to say all of the things that happened at Universal Lot because I liked that gay guy & don't want him to lose his job.
That ass Peter Falk & guy that played James West, in WILD WILD WEST, propositioned me. James West also came to the car. I don't fuck with closet queens. There is more but I can't spell. Like one night a girl took me to Elvis' pad...with big iron gates & she was begging to suck on my ice cream. Elvis's wife came home that night and when Dennis Wilson came around he had so many broads. Elvis got afraid, cause that little girl had his heart. I could have eaten it there in front of them but was playing a front & I was having sex in the back. I could have fucked him. He had a car I wanted but Terry Melcher gave one of my buddies a new XKZ Jaguar, for me because he didn't want anyone to know about me & his mom, (note: Doris Day was Melcher's mom) & when D Wilson gave me the Ferrari my other buddy wrecked it & we went off to shoot a game of pool & someone ripped it off.
And Dennis is (a wonderful person no bullshit) he got mad at me. He had a phony French bitch running after him only because she was a star fucker & was fucking Jimi Hendrix. When she asked me to fuck her I rammed it up her ass & wiped it in her face & throwed her out of the pad because all she wanted was money money money and producer Stromberg destroyed my music. When I seen the conspiracy to do in Jackson, I ran and put a "1" up over that bed of fools and clowns.
B.D. I do more on a weekend than most do all of their lives. I'm not into sex porno or selling distorted sex. All sex I do is human, clean and natural. No make-up. No ego fuck but the God fuck. Everyone I fucked wanted to pray to God. I can't say that to toot a horn that everyone will hate me for. Sex paranoia is a heavy trip but what I do is open without guilt or hang-ups. It's not human. I can put a woman on like a robe. That's the only stick I had with people I was with. If the women did right I would favor them with attention. Most men get mad at me because even if theirs is bigger and stronger, my stiff stays up until I tell it to go down & the motions I reflect is from movies as a kid-YMCAs, Hollywood Boulevard, Wilshire, Beverly Hills, Malibu, off the top of that...to reach 200 or more people in the bed that went through all the stars, Elvis and a bit more.
Elvis had a reputation like Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin had in the 50's, when I had sex on Orchid Avenue, Orange street, and the Hollywood Roosevelt hotel across from the Chinese Theatre.
B.D.-other don't have the mind to do what I can. All the hang ups related to sex--I don't have & few are free to be in a bed like mine. I can build the passions in 30 people & fuck it all to death & past that. I can put my motion in them and watch them dance, put my song into them & listen to them sing, put myself into them, like looking through their sexual passions like holes in blankets.
Anyway the guy I shot in Hollywood with a 33 that Tex used later..there was white girl in bed begging me not to let him kill her over money. I told him I don't give a fuck for money & he yelled & I shot him and his Mexican dope dealers froze in fear & I took the shirt from the guy, so I was on top of the money bed & sex bed. Luckily, I didn't kill him. I missed his heart because I use dick and don't know much about guns.
Oh yeh, I feel the women with me has witnessed and been with me all the way. They, as a whole, have not let me down & did what a woman can. They've been under it also. Red and Blue have stood against a lot of women-for what they can see Green and Red have been right. When someone is right with me, I must be right right back. Red put her life up trying to get me out & a trip. Most people in the know, use fear over women. I didn't do that. I tried to show them their fears & how to keep love over fear. Gotta end this I'll call if and when I can.
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If you click on the link below, you can read Dakota's entire spiel.
http://www.zimbio.com/CHARLES+MANSON+WRITES+FROM+PRISON+NAMING+CELEBS./articles/2/MANSON+EXPOSES+GAY+CELEBRITIES+LETTER
24 comments:
"I missed his heart because I use dick and don't know much about guns."
When I saw that title, I thought a country song was in the works.
I didn't think of a country song because I was too busy laughing. I'm glad I wasn't eating or drinking at the time.
Bernie would probably be happy to know he took a bullet instead of the alternative! LOL.
LOL ! I can't wait to ask Bob Conrad about this one ! LOL !
what a bunch of freakin pervs! LOL
Another interesting Conrad connection:
According to Vince Bugliosi, Conrad played a D.A. on a show called "The D.A". Bugliosi was the technical advisor to the show, and he says that the character Conrad played was modeled after himself.
IMDB says the show ran for 14 episodes in 1971/1972.
I’m perplexed about the author’s preface about Manson’s third grade education and grammar skills. Even if he had a Fulbright scholarship to Fordham, what would that alter regarding this subject?
“When she asked me to fuck her I rammed it up her ass & wiped it in her face & throwed her out of the pad because all she wanted was money money money and producer Stromberg destroyed my music.”
Ahhh, I see his point now, as this appears to be a run-on sentence with a subject shift. Let’s see if this could be refined somewhat.
I would suggest; if I may be so bold, that a comma be added after her. As in “When she asked me to fuck her, I rammed it up her ass….” Doesn’t that have a nicer flow? Now the reader has a more palatable fragment knowing something will follow after her request.
One must be careful not to disrupt the message via over editing, but the next portion is sequential with a time base rather than list oriented. Perhaps “I rammed it up her ass THEN wiped it on her face THEN threw her out of the pad. Period and end of the first sentence which is more coherent since you wouldn’t throw her out AND wipe it on her face.
Now Charlie can add a reflective passage which illuminates his intent. “I had to do it because all she wanted was money and more money.” I think this segue serves well from the ass ramming and face wiping to the next element.
Stromberg, the producer, destroyed my music. Since producer is a vocation and not a proper title or rank I feel it should follow the surname as a point of clarification as to his function and how it applies to his music. Leaving this revised result:
“When she asked me to fuck her, I rammed it up her ass then wiped it on her face, then threw her out of the pad. I had to do it because all she wanted was money and more money.
Stromberg, the producer, destroyed my music.”
Now that’s some sodomy, followed by eviction, with a couple declarations we can all live with.
"Keep this letter to yourself."
It's interesting he mentions Jackson dying in San Quentin. That's Black Panther George Jackson who was shot by guards after taking a few out with a gun he hid in his afro.
His little brother Joe attempted to raid the court room during his trial and take him with guns. They kidnapped jurors, the prosecuting attorney, George, and some others. Joe, and some others were shot and killed.
This happened right before the Hawthorne Shootout and I think that they were going to attempt to do the same. Brunner and Gypsy were entrenched in Como's BS, and Como was tied to the SLA, right?
@ Farf - I'm getting more laughs out of this post than is likely legal in North Carolina.
@ Ole J.C. - I have never heard of Como having ties to the SLA. I do know that at one time authorities surmised that The Family & the SLA were somehow in cahoots but that's obviously laughable.
HOWEVER. Sandy and Squeaky lived just a few blocks away from Patty Hearst, et al in Sacramento at roughly the same time. Patty has always wondered if they ever hooked up to go bowling, or maybe even to the shooting range?
orwhut said...
"I missed his heart because I use dick and don't know much about guns."
When I saw that title, I thought a country song was in the works.
Ole J.C. said...
That's Black Panther George Jackson who was shot by guards after taking a few out with a gun he hid in his afro.
Ahhh, Not sure which is funnier.
I contend that Charly never intended to kill Bernie at all. If he had, he'd have taken his weapon out of his pants and beaten him to death.
Hey, Manson was giving people "Dirty Sanchez's" long before Sreech was doing it! What do ya know? You learn something new every day!!
Orwhut, I think you are thinking of Decarlo.
Blogger Matt said...
Orwhut, I think you are thinking of Decarlo.
Both were very proud of their weapons.
Rotflmao this is great!
WOW so glad I logged on tonight my girlfriend was draining the life outa me.
Found the letters interesting but your comments priceless laughed till it hurt
thanx guys what's up Matt glad you enjoyed the show going to see Boston Saturday 21 in Atlantic City Boston's 1st album on my top 10 list peace.
2012 2:07 PM
AustinAnn74 said...
Hey, Manson was giving people "Dirty Sanchez's" long before Sreech was doing it! What do ya know? You learn something new every day!!
Hilarious Ann!
Oh don't know if anyone else caught this dosent Charlie mention shooting someone
With a 33? Gun. People I'm knowledgeable on firearms there's no such thing as a 33
Dear Farflung, how would you like to join me in the English teaching world here in Hong Kong? Lots of people could use your stylistic tips!
fiona 1933,
I have nothing but respect for anyone in Hong Kong learning the Queen’s English, let alone how to speak American. That’s right, I’ve declared American to be a different language and most people from the UK, would agree wholeheartedly that what we speak does not resemble English.
I had a jobber in Hong Kong and worked with a young woman (21-23) who spoke virtually flawless American. I remember her asking me what situation a person in the US would go from saying ‘be quiet’ to ‘shut up’ before issuing the opus magnum demand for silence in the form of ‘shut the fuck up’. She also asked me to explain ‘Corn Superman’ and what that was supposed to mean. Apparently a movie about Beavis and Butthead was released which was dubbed in Cantonese where the alias of ‘Cornholio’ used by Beavis was translated to ‘Corn Superman’. Oh well, some are destined to find cures for cancer, my forte was to bridge the language barrier with an explanation of who ‘Cornholio’ was.
Fulbright scholarship to Fordham? Uh, what?
I've seen this before. It's apparently the basis of many of the things that AC believes to be true about Charlie.
Awesome, Farf! BTW Patty wore her "Cornholio" T shirt to the brothel in Pahrump on day 1 of the Eviliz Tour.
She was gonna change out of it, but Matt was REALLY hungry (pun intended) and could not wait. So, Patty had dinner with nearly naked ladies in five inch heels while needing teepee for her bunghole. Very sexy, no?
Patty,
Obviously it was a memorable exchange in my life since this was over ten years ago. She was astonishingly precise in her “mis-understanding” of the all powerful Cornholio. I told her it was a corruption and contraction of the name Coolio and corn-hole, in my best professorial parlance. It was truly surreal how dialed in she was to this obscure phrase which had little meaning in that country.
She asked if the shirt being pulled over Beavis’ head was the Tee-Pee which he was constantly searching for. I then told her how Americans will sacrifice virgins by pushing them off cliffs, before you get any of us to ever use the forbidden word……. Toilet. T.P. is another euphemism for toilet paper which is installed in restrooms, bathrooms, latrines, lavatories, facilities, comfort stations, heads, cans and outhouses but never toilets. We will talk freely about Donkey Punches and Rusty Trombones but are rendered mute with the word toilet.
Of course her next question was in regard to what a corn-hole was. Gawd I’m classy.
By the way, the bordello brunch with the Beavis shirt and five inch heels sounds surface of the sun hot.
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