Wednesday, December 05, 2012

I'm a GANGSTER, Woman

Ya know....

One thing all this speculating drives home is that the Family was NOT ever a hippie commune.  Sure there were some hippie kids there, but there were some hippie kids at my damn high school too.

They weren't hippies.  They hated that moniker. They were "slippies" they said, as they slipped in and out of places.


But what they really were were GANGSTERS.

Hendrickson called his second film INSIDE THE MANSON GANG.  I love the film and hate the title.  But Homey knew these people and he has it right.

Charlie as Vito Corleone or Tony Soprano.  Try that on for size.  It fits.  He has his henchmen, from Clem on down to Nancy.  He has his Fredo, Sadie.  Paulie Walnuts, the bug fuck killer is Tex.  It's all there.

If you are working for the gang, making money, all is good.  If you cross them, pow!

The analogy works.  Lotsapoppa crosses the gang and Bang, LotsaLeadBelly.  Gary doesn't deliver and he's cut and killed.

Just watch the two brilliant Hendrickson films.  "Snitches will be taken care of."   " You've got to love it (rifle) and make love to it."

It's not mind control.  It's not a family. It's a gang.

I mean, what did Mary, Squeaky, Nancy, Gypsy and the other bitches end up doing?  They became gun molls for Biker Gangs and other gangs after the original gang ended.

We have to examine this not as flower kids gone wrong, a commune, or a  one time occurrence.  It's a fucking gang executing gang justice.

15 comments:

brownrice said...

Spot on, Col.

leary7 said...
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leary7 said...

damn, did it again. sorry.
Nice piece Col, I always thought it was worthwhile to look at TLB through different lenses and the gang/tribal lens is a most valuable one. Charlie et all may have been free love renegades while they were fucking their way through Cal on the bus, but once they started weaponizing they were the Crips and Jets and such.

And man oh man happy day with a sighting of one of my all-time favorite posters - brownrice.

FrankM said...

I guess many of the old time posters are still around - in my case I've just not got a lot to say these days. Strategy I might recommend to some posters: if you don't really have anything to say, then don't say it.

I too have a lot of respect for Brown Rice, not least for his/her free thinking.

Dunno what's happening with the Col though, he's been so nice recently, so reasonable, almost polite ...

... until Wheat showed up and the old Col revealed himself.

Make of that what you will ...

FrankM

Couyon Nunyaz said...

New people and fresh ideas is what is needed, instead of the same old arguments that go nowhere quick.
For some, these boards are a social hour, for others me it is a quest for the truth

Matt said...

The two Hendrickson films and his book DEATH TO PIGS are virtually the only places where you get the words right from the horses mouths.

leary7 said...

While I am on record as having missed your posts, Frank, I always seem to take umbrage at what you say. Why is that I wonder. But exactly who is to decide if someone has something to say. Are you applying for the job? Sometimes people, like myself, post a thought or greeting just out of friendliness to other posters. Would you disallow that? I often have felt that you wished that anyone without your PHD-level TLB knowledge would be banned from the blogs.

Doesn't matter. But I do agree the Col has been strangely pleasant of late. Tis an interesting turn. Maybe he is just getting more bran.

leary7 said...

a quest for truth, Couyon, that is 42 years old and been beaten to death. Seems to me there has to be room for a bit of social banter and abstract thinking, such as the Col comparing the Manson and Corleone families. It's what keeps things lively and friendly.

Matt said...

Leary to paraphrase Blazing Saddles, you use your tongue purdier than a twenty dollar whore!

leary7 said...

as a matter of fact, Matt, though I am a bit reluctant to mention this for obvious reasons, the girls at the Hole In The Wall in Austin voted me best tongue six years running back in the days. I have that on my resume.
I say, I say.

Matt said...

Email me Leary. I think my address that I use for you is outdated.

Matt said...

For the record it has NOTHING to do with your tongue!

TomG said...

Spot on, Col. I second that emotion.

They were a crime family, supporting themselves through illegal means. Which leads to enemies, competition, violence.

Throw in promiscuous white girls, the revolutionary 60's and a little guy like Charlie Manson who lights up when a camera goes on and talks enough entertaining gibberish that we.....

All keep coming back!

daniel said...

Yup. Organized crime. It shouldn't be this surprising. It really comes down to Charlie wanting free sex and having no inhibitions. (sorry for the language).

ACFisherAldag said...

Wouldn't that be "disorganized crime"?