Another bizarre anniversary today. Forty years ago, Richard Milhous Nixon resigned as president of the United States.
But 45 years ago, the first of a series of crazed murders occurred in California:
Charlie Manson is a psychopath. His followers were insane sheep. Patricia Krenwinkel was a member of the flock. She’s still in jail and as poignant as this interview is, she should stay there for the rest of her life..
If you don’t know what happened that day 45 years ago, the best book about it was “Helter Skelter” by Vincent Bugliosi, the prosecutor of the Manson family,
Here’s how crazy the Manson clan was. They believed a song that Paul McCartney wrote because he wanted to make a really loud song, was, in their reality, and I have to quote Wikipedia on this:
A part of the Beatles’ coded prophecy of an apocalyptic war in which racist and non-racist whites would be manoeuvered into virtually exterminating each other over the treatment of blacks. Upon the war’s conclusion, after black militants would kill off the few whites they would know to have survived, Manson and his companions would emerge from an underground city in which they would have escaped the conflict. As the only remaining whites, they would rule blacks, who, as the vision went, would be incapable of running America. Manson employed “helter skelter” as the term for this sequence of events.
I try to refrain from profanity in my postings, I can’t come up with any other way to describe this: That was some fucked up shit!
This was the scene 40 years ago today:
The country was in chaos. This was a devastating speech, given by a man who had lost everything. And it was a very moving speech. I don’t know how anyone could watch it then and not cry, no matter how much they hated Richard Milhous Nixon and everything he stood for. He is the father of today’s dysfunctional Republican Party, and he showed you could win elections by cobbling together the racists of the old confederacy and the money men of the North and West.
Not to mention George McGovern was a completely incompetent candidate for the Democrats.
The overwhelmingly stupid thing about Watergate was that Nixon’s people never had to break into the Democratic headquarters in the complex to find out what McGovern was up to. The Democrats had totally blown themselves up in 1972 and there was no way in hell Nixon wasn’t going to win in a landslide.
But the thugs and criminals did their job, and the administration covered it up, and Nixon lied about it.
Want to know what’s more astounding about this? Nixon wasn’t impeached. He resigned before it happened. The last president who was impeached was Bill Clinton, and what he was impeached for, on a scale of impeachable offenses, didn’t even touch the top inch of the ice burg of corruption that was the centerpiece of the Nixon presidency.
Still, Nixon was the most fascinating president of my lifetime. I’ve read biographies and autobiographies about him, trying to make sense of how he got to this point in 1974. And at the end of it all, Nixon is immortalized in this song.
Even Richard Nixon has got soul.
My first thought was, that dog sure does have big hands. Then my second thought was that guy has a dog’s butt on his face.
If you are an average American, this is how your life is broken down into little boxes (of course, you can click to enlarge):
The sad part is I’m more than halfway through it and not so slowly moving from red to blue. How did that happen?
I’m reminded of a Tom Lehrer line: When Mozart was my age, he had been dead for 24 years.
“Who’s Tom Lehrer?” you ask. Yes, this is a true sign of age, because not only do millennials not know who he is, A lot of baby boomers are in the dark. Here you go:
I think he’s one of the great songwriters of the 20th century. If you get a chance, check out “Werhner von Braun” and “The Vatican Rag.”
Here’s what surprises me. Tom Lehrer is still alive! He’s 86 and living in New York CIty (where else?!). Of course, that means he’s running out of chart space.
Luckily, here’s a tribute to what she believed in. And it wasn’t the extraterrestrial:
Good looking people do have it easy. But for me and other deadbeats in the looks department:
Gee, I don’t know. Those orphans are kind of cute. They’ll do well.
Atrios (full of snark) describes this as:
The moment we all realized white people invented rap music.
I remember it as the moment a completely forgotten band from Boston was resurrected by Run DMC.