Parade Magazine January 11,1970

Parade Magazine is a newspaper insert that's been around forever.  This article is mostly about Susan Atkins and contains a few things I did not know about Susan.  It predates much of what has been written about her.

Hi Beth!

Is that sexy, or WHAT?

Bobby Beausoleil = Herbert the Pervert? - Click to Read

Sassy Bottoms, or Sassy Deputy District Attorney? - Click to Read

Sassy Bottoms - Click to Read

Available...Bobby Beausoleil's 1985 Parole Hearing Report with mention of Sassy Bottoms - Click to Read

Questionable Questions from B&B Enterprises Questionnaire! - Click to Read

Kenneth Anger talks about Bobby in recent interview

Dear Sir or Madam,

It has come to our attention that your blog has displayed and published our copyright protected photo of Bobby Beausoleil (which appears on his copyrighted website as well as his Facebook page) today without permission.  This is a request for a cease and desist.  If you fail to discontinue the illegal use of our copyrighted materials, we may, without further notice to you, take legal action to prevent such infringement.

Thank you,

Beth Hall
Webmaster

E-mail: Beth.Hall@BobbyBeauSoleil.com
Website: www.BobbyBeauSoleil.com

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Dear Beth,

See below that we have complied with your request. I think you would agree that the new photo is entirely more appropriate.

Matt
mansonblog.com

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Thanks Matt for taking the picture down.  I will have Bobby’s lawyer contact you on this further.

I am not cool with you posting this email I sent to you and Austin Ann on your blog.  Please take it down immediately.  It was not my intention to become your latest news.

Thanks,
Beth

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I found a rare Kenneth Anger interview on YouTube which was recorded on somebody's cell phone. This is a recent interview from last year, and in it, Anger talks about how Beausoleil is in prison for a murder he committed over a "drug deal gone bad." Hmmmm.....Interesting....Anyway, I could barely hear it, so you might need to turn up the volume when listening. Let us know what you think!

Strange Guy from the Sing-A-Long Scene in the "MANSON" Movie

The smallest DETAIL can relate to the most significant CLUE.

When everyone else watches this scene (in MANSON at 3 minutes 50 seconds - also opening credits is a great clear face shot of the "red headed" man) in the woods behind the Spahn Ranch - as the Family sings "One is One is One" - I think of LSD and MIND Control.

By now most can identify by name everyone in the group, EXCEPT for one. Yes, he's barely visible and mostly insignificant and known only as the red headed man. And he would have remained insignificant, except that recently Matt has me asked me who he is, and recently the story broke about how LSD has been used successfully to modify the brains of criminals.

FIRST you must understand that LSD was developed for the purpose of ridding mental patients of traumatic events and or troubling pasts. In 1967 I was discharged from the Army to attend college.  My second semester I took a psychology class where I met a woman who was an early LSD experimental patient.  She explained the entire process where a would-be doctor give her a dose of LSD and then talked her through a trip where he would direct her to disguard certain past experiences and or people from her brain.  The result? A step-by-step purging of her brain's "hard drive."

Fast forward to another day in 1970 at Spahn's Ranch when I was filming the 'Sing-a-Long" for the MANSON movie.  The "red-headed man," I assumed, was just another soul who wondered in for a day to experience the far-out life style of the Manson Family.  I never saw him again at Spahn and never questioned the matter.

But months later, I attended a birthday party for someone very special in the Hollywood's metaphysical community. I could hardly believe my eyes, nor he his, but there he was - the "red headed man."  We had a great conversation and YES - he explained to me exactly how the Manson Family performed the LSD operation on him - which was exactly the same way as the early LSD patient explained it to me a couple of years earlier.  And now, some 40 years later, the government has apparently learned via LSD how to cure criminals of their EVIL ways.

Oh! ye troubled souls, Dr. Frankenstein is taking appointments from 9 to 5!

RH's films, "MANSON", "Inside the MANSON Gang", and his book "Death to Pigs" 

are available to mansonblog.com readers HERE.

Charles Manson Wins Lifetime Achievement Award

(Photo Credit: Wikimedia Commons)  

LOS ANGELES – Next year’s recipient for the Cecil B. Demille Award just leaked, and it’s none other than famous musician and murderer—Charles Manson! In an official press release, the Hollywood Foreign Press issued this statement:

“We apologize for spoiling the surprise, but I think we all knew that it was about time such a prolific entertainer got the recognition he deserves.”

Not everyone was happy with the announcement, including the family members of the people Manson conspired to kill, and pretty much ever other decent human being on the planet.

“Sure, Manson’s done some questionable things, but we need to look at the recipient’s entire life when we bestow this honor,” said HFPA president Theo Kingma, “I think we can forgive a few measly sins when the person has given the public so much joy with their entertainment—I mean, have you heard ‘I’m Scratching Peace Symbols on Your Tombstone’ or ‘Garbage Dumb’?”

The leak  occured soon after actor, director, and alleged child molester, Woody Allen, received the same award at the 2014 Golden Globes. Both his ex-wife Mia Farrow, and his son, future MSNBC host Ronan Farrow, tweeted their discontent about Allen receiving the prestigious award:

(See the article for the Tweets)

Farrow’s adopted daughter Soon-Yi Previn when she was 19, was accused of molesting his adopted 7-year-old daughter “Dylan” in 1992. He denies all allegations.

“It’s just so great that the HFPA can look past some of my past blemishes,” said Manson while blushing. “To be in the ranks of someone like Woody Allen, I’m just such a huge fan of him and everything that he stands for.”

Original Story HERE

Missing Link Wrap Up

Click here to read parts 1,2,3 and 4 of this series.

Wasn't that last discussion about Grant's Pass interesting? BEL, DeCarlo, Ruby Pearl and maybe even George Spahn livin' all up in there? Another pink dot for Patty's gynormous western road map.

Anywhoo, back to Charles Manson. Charles knew about running shine, he knew about pimping women, and he knew a hell of a lot about human psychology. He was good at selling drugs before he even began. He hoped to become a big player: to be appreciated for the genius that he felt himself to be. In the beginning, this appeared to be a real possibility in both the drug and music worlds, as Charlie made more and more connections. Psychedelics from San Francisco and Boston were trendy, sexy, a great social equalizer from, say, 1965 to 1968. Charlie got to run with the big dogs during this time. He was the candyman, and the more wasted you got, the better his music sounded.

By 1969, folks like Michael Caine started complaining that the hippies were "dirty," as pointed out by JohnnySeattle on Katie's Blog About Nothing. What the elite used to consider participating in the social revolution was once again viewed as "slumming." The Family was going out of fashion, and found themselves being snubbed more and more often as carefree hippiedom gave way to the next big thing. They likely had fewer and fewer opportunities to make big deals, as evidenced by the independent deals gone wrong with Gary and with Lotsapoppa. People did not want to go to a smelly ranch or to a biker bar to get high any more, they wanted to do it in their upper class neighborhoods with their upper class friends. They wanted to go to night clubs, beauty parlors and health food stores to score, instead. This cultural shift cut out the lower class, mid-level managers (bikers and hippies) who had maybe a good three- or four-year run.

Tex Watson claims to have ingested a substantial amount of cooked belladonna root the day before the murders, as well as LSD and some sort of speed. Tex was high as a kite that night as per his testimony of September, 1971 available at Charliemanson.com: "Then he said something about writing on the walls, and we were walking over to the car that the girls were in and I said -- the first words that I had spoken -- and I said, "Now, what did you say?" or something to that effect. I wasn't real clear on what was to be wrote on the walls or clear about the whole thing, really." 

Patty always wonders if Charlie actually told Tex to write on the walls that night, or if Charlie was metaphorically saying that the writing was on the wall? Tex, who purportedly ate the drugs because he wanted to and not because Charlie told him to, must have felt to his very core that it was all "coming down fast." Charlie must have felt this way too, but for a different reason: his scene was coming apart at the seams. It would have been an ideal time for him to make a move to the desert, where the living is anonymous and dirt cheap. In the desert, many of the things you need can easily be taken from someone else. 

The leader of the old BEL regime, a very well intentioned man named John Griggs, died on August 3 from bad synthetic psilocybin that was supposedly making the rounds. Bloggers Cybot and Sherm maniac suggest the poison that killed Griggs and/or made Bobby's biker clients sick may have been a belladonna derivative, or even PCP (aka the PeaCe Pill, aka synthetic mescaline). Patty has also suggested that perhaps the bad trip was PMA. It is probable that drugs were marketed on the street as synthetic mescaline, psilocybin, or THC when in fact they were not. This is what the Hell's Angels had done up north: they sold "acid" that was really STP, and synthetic THC which was actually PCP. The old switcheroo is what street dealers of Molly still do today: they will tell you that Molly is a purer form of MDMA when actually, it's the same old shit.

There was a huge shakedown going on that summer: who would control the manufacture and distribution of the growing psychedelics trade in California and beyond? Whoever won that season of Survivor, Patty supposes. Most sources claim that Johnny Gale and Ronald Stark were the big financial winners in the end. The counterculture was of the general opinion that the "piggies" were trying to profit in one way or another from the drugs that had helped to define the grassroots hippie movement. The piggies were greedily taking it all away: the counterculture's adopted way of life and one of their major means of financial support, aka the distribution of marijuana and LSD. This seemed, to the hippies or slippies or whatever the heck you want to call them, highly immoral because the rich were only getting richer while the poor got poorer. The piggies did not need a bigger piece of the pie, but they were taking it anyway.

Many leftist organizations actually praised the Family's actions: most notably at the December, 1969 meeting of the Weathermen's Students for a Democratic Society in Flint, Michigan. Bernardine Dohrn is quoted as having said "First they killed those pigs, then they ate dinner in the same room with them, then they even shoved a fork into the pig Tate's stomach! Wild!" Yes, some of the details in her description are off. Nevertheless, the stunning result of her words for the rest of the meeting involved attendees flashing each other a finger "fork" as a symbol of solidarity and resolve. Believe it or not, today Bernardine Dohrn is a Professor of Law at Northwestern University. Truth is stranger than fiction, after all.

If Patty was to elucidate her theory in 300 words or less, she thinks that Gary Hinman and John Griggs got caught in the middle of a huge turf war, and perished. Presumably this was due to their trusting and kind dispositions, chemical talents (or, lack thereof), business connections and affinity with the fairly peaceful, pre-1969 scene. Voytek, according to Roman himself, had stayed at Cielo "a bit too long:" the implication being that Voytek was into something dangerous. Indeed, even though Voytek went to film school and came from a wealthy family, he was at the time of his murder quite broke, which must have been psychologically difficult for him. He attempted to get a writing career going to no avail. He was well connected, and he needed money, FAST. He and Gibby had ingested an MDA-like compound within days or hours of their death according to their autopsies, which is telling. Roman immediately suspected John Phillips and apparently ransacked his car looking for the proof. Is it possible that Roman was not completely oblivious to the situation that led up to the murder of his wife and child? Could he have stopped what happened? This has actually been suggested to Patty by a somewhat reliable source.

The staff at Jay's fancy hair salons apparently heard about his death well before the public did, went to his home, and "cleaned" it. Jay's salons and Rosemary's dress shops would have made great dealerships in the new regime, but it was not meant to be. Leno likely funded Rosemary's shady business with shady money he made with his shady banking and gambling friends. Like Steve Parent's death, the deaths of Sharon and Gibby were incidental to the main goal of the evening. But because they were rich and beautiful, a (flawed) argument could be made that they were piggies, too. If it is true that Katie Krenwinkel and Bill Garretson were friendly, then he was not killed, presumably because he was not a piggie. Rather, he was "us," not "them."

Why were we so comfortable with swallowing the Helter Skelter thing, hook line and sinker? Patty has a hypothesis that is instructed by her 25 year old, dual major in political science and religious studies. Both disciplines have to do with understanding how the beliefs, behaviors and resources of a given population are managed by its leaders. In the East and at the Vatican, people know intuitively that religion and politics are the same damned thing.  They do not try to divorce the two, like we do here in the US. So, if what happened with the Mansons was not about "rational" politics or business dealings, then it had to have been about "irrational" religion. Our culture decided to demonize them rather than examine them more closely. This was a cult, we decided, and as such, the Manson Family's actions have been easily discountable as irrelevant and irrational for the last 40-plus years. Many careers were born of this premise, including that of The Bug.

Anywhoo, This is Patty's last post on this subject for now because obviously she has a lot more work to do: documents to find, people to interview, timelines to make. Won't you join her? She needs some damned help, please.

Ruby Pearl Redux

My last post on Ruby prompted orwhut to ask who the wrestler was that Ruby Pearl married.  That question got me going again to try to figure out Ruby's background.  I went through dozens of newspaper articles until I found one with her last name.  It's in an article about her little dog Tinker Toy, written when he died in 1961.

Ruby's last name was Molinaro!  With that information I searched for and found her marriage to the wrestler, Michael Angelo Molinaro,  although I was not able to find out anything about Molinaro's wrestling career.   The two were married October 22, 1950 in Los Angeles.  Michael Molinaro was born August 31, 1913 in Pennsylvania and died November 6, 1978 in Grants Pass Oregon.  I'm guessing, given his age, that his wrestling career was in the '30's and '40's.

The California marriage records as well as being in the groom's name are in a woman's maiden name and also in her previous married name if she had been married before.  So I was able to learn her first husband's name, too.  It was Vern Sylvester.  They were in the 1940 US Census listed as living in Minneapolis Minnesota.  Ruby's occupation was listed as a waitress.  Her husband had no occupation listed.

The marriage records I found for Ruby were in her given first name of Pearl.  She was born Pearl Stella Oliver in Sandstone, Pine County, Minnesota on May 18th 1912.  Her parents were Dalton G and Stella S (Hillard) Oliver.  She had two sisters and four brothers.  On the 1920 US Census the Oliver children are listed in order of their ages.  Cecelia, 15; Delbert, 12; Ray 10; Pearl, 7; Irene, 5; Glenn, 2 years 3 months.  By the 1930 US Census there was another brother, Everett, 6; and Cecelia and Ray were not on that census.

Both of Ruby's parents died in Los Angeles, her father Dalton, at 103 years old on September 27, 1963 and her mother Stella, at 93 years old on December 19, 1978.  Ruby herself was rather long lived too, passing away at 98 years old in Grants Pass Oregon on May 29, 2010.

Ruby's obituary from the Aitkin Independent Age, Aitken Minnesota, June 6, 2010.

Ruby Pearl

This is from a Gay Talese article written for the March 1970 issue of Esquire magazine.

The article talks about George Spahn and the ranch saying......

"Spahn bought it. [the ranch]  Spahn and his wife parted company about this time, but there soon appeared at Spahn's side a new leading lady of the ranch, a onetime dog trainer and circus performer named Ruby Pearl.

She was a perky redhead of about thirty with lively blue eyes, a petite figure, and lots of nerve.  She had been born on a farm in Sandstone Minnesota, and had a desire to get into show business somehow, an ambition that was a confusing as it was shocking to her mother, a Christian preacher's daughter, and her father, a conscientious routine-oriented railroad man.  After graduating from high school, where she had acted in school plays and won first prize in the girls' hundred-yard dash and broad-jumping competition in a county-wide track meet, she traveled to Minneapolis on her father's railroad pass, presumably to attend secretarial school and embark on a respectable career in that city.  But one day scanning the classified ads in The Minneapolis Tribune, she saw a job opportunity that appealed to her.  She applied and got the job, that of being a cocktail waitress at Lindy's, a local club patronized by, among other distinguished figures, Al Capone.

When Capone and his men were in town they were invariably accompanied by very attractive girls in ermine or mink, and were always given the large table at Lindy's in the back room where drinks were served all night.  Ruby Pearl liked serving the big table, not only because of the generous tips she received but because of the sense of excitement she felt in the Capone party's presence.  But she had neither the desire nor the time to become further involved, devoting all her free hours and earnings to the dancing school she attended every day, learning ballet and adagio, tap dancing, the rumba and the tango.  After Lindy's was raided by the police and closed down, Ruby Pearl supported herself as a bus girl in a cafeteria, pouring coffee and clearing dishes.  Soon she caught the eye of the assistant manager, an engineering student at the University of Minnesota.  He became her first lover and husband, and after his graduation he was hired by Lockheed in Burbank, California, and the newly married couple set up housekeeping in a motor court on the fringe of Hollywood.

On certain evenings, together with other young engineers from Lockheed and their wives, Ruby and her husband would go to The Brown Derby and Ciro's and various night spots where there was live entertainment and dancing.  Ruby invariably became restless and tense on these occasions, seated around the table with the others, sipping her drink, and wishing she was not with the dull wives of engineers but rather that she was in the spotlight on the stage, and kicking up her heels.

Her marriage did not produce children, nor did she want any.  She wanted to resume with her dancing, and she did, attending classes conducted by a sleek French-Indian adagio dancer who later gave Ruby a part in his touring trio that featured himself and his jealous girlfriend.  Ruby also danced in a chorus at a Hollywood club for a while, as her marriage deteriorated and finally ended in divorce.

About this time, approaching an age when she could no longer maintain a dancer's pace, she was introduced, by a man she had met, to a new career of training dogs to dance, sit, jump through hoops, and ride atop ponies. She had a facility for animal training, and within a few years had perfected an act with three dogs and a pony that was booked at several community fairs in Southern California, in addition to a number of schools, circuses, and local television shows.  At one community fair, in Thousand Oaks, she met a man, a wrestler, who would become her next husband.  He was a burly, strong, and tender man, who had done quite well financially, and he also owned a restaurant on the side, a subject of interest to Ruby because of her days as a waitress.  Not long afterward, Ruby met another man with whom she had much in common, a proprietor of a pony riding ring for children and a movie ranch--- George Spahn.

This just in.....an ad from the Van Nuys News December 19, 1954.

Clem Without a Hat!

Thanks to Dooger for this pic!

Home Movie Clips of Clyda Dulaney

The narrator is Johnny's childhood friend, Ginger.
Thank you, Ginger and Johnny!