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Was creepy crawling, the brainchild of Manson a dress rehearsal for murder or some kind of humorous terrorism that might have been fun? Breaking silently into middle-class "pigs'" homes with your friends while you’re tripping on LSD and gathering around the sleeping residents in their beds, not to harm them but to watch them sleep while experiencing fear? It does sound like it could have been a mind-bending adventure. When they upped it and moved furniture around to fuck with the waking homeowners' perception of reality and as a sign they had been there, was it still for fun and games or was it conditioning to commit violence all along?

Manson looking bewildered as he regards the camera while a television in the background projects his image (1980)

This 1971 National Bulletin article claiming Charles Manson was the illegitimate son of Adolf Hitler was fabricated to exploit public interest following the Manson Family convictions and gained traction due to the X or Swastika imagery carved in their foreheads.

In August 2012 Charles Manson sent a bizarre postcard, which appears to be genuine to goth rocker Marilyn Manson, whose stage name is a combination of Marilyn Monroe and Charles Manson. Marilyn Manson (born Brian Warner) never responded to the letter, though he previously covered Manson's song "Sick City" and mentioned receiving it in interviews. The text is as follows:

To Marilyn Manson: It’s taken me a long time to git there from where I could touch M. Manson. Now I got a card to play – you may look into my none profit, ATWA, and give Manson what you think he’s got coming for Air, Trees, Water, and you. Or I will pay Manson what you think Manson got coming – the music has make Manson into Abraxas Devil, and I’m SURE you would want some of what I got from what I got.  It’s a far out balance.  Beyond good and bad, right, wrong.  What you don’t do is what I will do – what you did a sing-along, and let it roll and said how you saved me a lot of steps – I don’t need, it’s not a need or a want.  Couped – coup.  Ghost dancers slay together and you’re just in my grave Sunstroker Corona-coronas-coronae – you seen me from under with it all standing on me.  That’s 2 dump trucks – doing the same as CMF 000007
Charles Manson”

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I've always thought Manson's ceremonial vest made by the girls was creepy because of the family member's human hair embroidered or intertwined into it. Well, John Lennon had a coat made with human hair! "I wanted a fur coat but I didn't want an animal fur coat. This looked like it had tons of Yoko's heads on me, just all this sort of black Asian hair on me" he said.

The "Hur Coat" was made with the hair of 30 Asian girls by Fran Cooney who produced similar coats for $700.00, equivalent to $6,392.00 today.

Photo #1) John Lennon and Yoko Ono 1969 Paris, France @Keystone/Getty Images
Photo #2) Charles Manson's ceremonial vest

Reliance on Circumstantial Evidence: The book posits that Manson was a product of the CIA's MKUltra mind-control program. Critics point out that this is entirely conjectural, as there is no direct, documented evidence linking Manson to the CIA

Contradictory and Disputed Claims: O'Neill attempts to poke holes in the "Helter Skelter" motive established by prosecutor Vincent Bugliosi, but his own reporting offers conflicting narratives. For instance, O'Neill suggests Manson may have been a police informant or working for the FBI, while simultaneously arguing he was a CIA brainwashing victim

Speculative Implications: The book leans heavily on guilt by association and timing (e.g., Manson and his followers occasionally visiting a clinic tied to a CIA-funded doctor) to build a conspiracy, rather than demonstrating a direct chain of events leading to the murders.

Subjective Motives: Because so many primary figures involved in the original trial died before the book's 2019 publication—including Bugliosi and Manson himself—O'Neill's assertions that the original case was a fabricated cover-up rely heavily on interpretation rather than definitive, on-the-record proof

Courtesy: #1)The CIA's (Leslie C) review of Tom O'Neill's "Chaos: Charles Manson, the CIA, and the Secret History of the Sixties" @ https://www.cia.gov/resources/csi/static/Review-Chaos-CharlesManson-25-Sep.pdf #2) Los Angeles Times https://www.latimes.com/books/la-ca-jc-review-chaos-charles-manson-dan-piepenbring-20190711-story.html

Murderobilia has always been controversial. The bigger the crime and the more recognizable the criminal’s name, the higher the value for the piece. It's unlikely that anyone would be interested in most of this artwork until someone found out that the artist murdered somebody.

A "Son of Sam” law was enacted in New York to prevent David Berkowitz to profit from his book. This law has been invoked multiple times. But the U.S. Supreme Court ruled unanimously in 1991 that it infringed on First Amendment rights. Yet a judge awarded 90% of the proceeds from the sale of the rights to O.J. Simpson’s book “If I Did It” to the family of Ron Goldman, who was slain alongside Simpson’s wife, Nicole Brown Simpson, in 1994.

Families of the victims won federal lawsuits against Charles Manson in the early 1970s, which entitled them to a portion of any profits or royalties he generated. However, Manson found loopholes by selling artwork, merchandise, and interviews from prison through third parties. When Guns N' Roses covered a Manson song on their 1993 album, the son of victim Voytek Frykowski secured an agreement to receive the royalties. Similarly, director Quentin Tarantino pledged song royalties to victims' families after featuring Manson's music. Manson accumulated an estate estimated anywhere between $400,000-$1 million by the time of his death resulting in his remaining assets—including his image rights and personal effects the subject of a bitter legal battle between people claiming to be his heirs.

Legislators have been trying for 25 years to stop criminals from making a profit. Senator John Cornyn (R-Texas) has tried repeatedly to pass legislation outlawing the sale of murderabilia, with a difference between a murderer profiting from a book or movie deal and a third party earning some cash from a true-crime souvenir.

What do you think about this?

#1) By John Wayne Gacy, rapist and murderer of 33+ young men
#2) By Henry Lee Lucas, convicted murderer of 11, confessed to many more
#3-#4) By Ottis Toole, convicted of 6 murders, partner in crimes of Henry Lee Lucas

#5) Charles Manson "returned the favor" and did a portrait of John Wayne Gacy as his infamous Pogo The Clown persona

ATWA, an ideology created by Charles Manson stands for 'Air-Trees-Water-Animals' and 'All the Way Alive'. His followers eventually turned it into a movement.

~Paul Krassner (1932-2019) was a key figure in the counterculture of the 1960s as a member of Ken Kesey's Merry Pranksters and a founding member of the Yippies, a term he is credited with coming up with~

Manson was on Death Row -- before capital punishment was repealed (and later reinstated, but not retroactively) in California -- so I was unable to meet with him. Reporters had to settle for an interview with any prisoner awaiting the gas chamber, and it was unlikely that Charlie would be selected at random for me.

In the course of our correspondence, there was a letter from Manson consisting of a few pages of gibberish about Christ and the Devil, but at one point, right in the middle, he wrote in tiny letters, "Call Squeaky," with her phone number. I called, and we arranged to meet at her apartment in Los Angeles. On an impulse, I brought several tabs of acid with me on the plane.

Squeaky resembled a typical redheaded, freckle-faced waitress who sneaks a few tokes of pot in the lavatory, a regular girl-next-door except perhaps for the unusually challenging nature of her personality, plus the scar of an X that she had gouged and burned into her forehead as a visual reminder of her commitment to Charlie. That same symbol also covered the third eyes of her roommates, Manson family members Sandra Good and Brenda McCann.

"We've crossed ourselves out of this entire system," Squeaky explained.

They all had short hairstyles growing in now, after having completely shaved their heads. They continued to sit on the sidewalk near the Hall of Justice every day, like a coven of faithful nuns bearing witness to Manson's martyrdom.

Sandy Good had seen me perform at The Committee Theater in San Francisco a few years previously. Now she told me that when she first met Charlie and people asked her what he was like, she had compared him to Lenny Bruce and me. It was the weirdest compliment I ever got, but I began to understand Manson's peculiar charisma. With his sardonic rap, mixed with psychedelic drugs and real-life theater games such as "creepy-crawling" and stealing, he had deprogrammed his family from the values of mainstream society, but reprogrammed them with his own perverted philosophy, a cosmic version of the racism perpetuated by the prison system that had served as his family.

Manson had stepped on Sandy's eyeglasses, thrown away her birth control pills, and inculcated her with racist insensibility. Although she had once been a civil rights activist, she was now asking me to tell John Lennon that he should get rid of Yoko Ono and stay with "his own kind."

"If Yoko really loved the Japanese people," Sandy replied, "she would not want to mix their blood."

The four of us ingested those little white tablets containing 300 micrograms of LSD, then took a walk to the office of Laurence Merrick, who had been associated with schlock biker exploitation movies as the prerequisite to directing a sensationalist documentary, "Manson"
Squeaky's basic vulnerability emerged as she kept pacing around and telling Merrick that she was afraid of him. He didn't know we were tripping, but he must have sensed the vibes. He may even have gotten a touch of contact high. I engaged him in conversation about movies. We discussed the fascistic implications of The French Connection.

He said, "You're pretty articulate--"

"For a bum," I finished his sentence, and we laughed.

Next we went to the home of some friends of the family, smoked a few joints of soothing grass, and listened to music. They sang along with the lyrics of "The Horse With No Name" -- which I figured was about heroin -- "In the desert you can't remember your name, 'cause there ain't no one there to give you no pain." I was basking in the afterglow of the Moody Blues' "Om" song when Sandy began to speak of "the gray people" -- regular citizens going about their daily business -- that she had been observing from her vantage point on the corner near the Hall of Justice.

"We were just sitting there," she said, "and they were walking along, kind of avoiding us. It's like watching a live movie in front of you. Sometimes I just wanted to kill the gray people, because that was the only way they would be able to experience the total NOW

That was an expression that Manson had borrowed from Scientology. When ranch-hand Shorty Shea was killed, he was first tied up, a few of the girls gave him blowjobs, and when he climaxed, his head was chopped off because he had reached the NOW.

That was an expression that Manson had borrowed from Scientology. When ranch-hand Shorty Shea was killed, he was first tied up, a few of the girls gave him blowjobs, and when he climaxed, his head was chopped off because he had reached the Now.

Later, Sandy said, "I didn't mean it literally about killing the gray people. I was speaking from another dimension."

She told me that prosecutor Vincent Bugliosi once snarled at her as she kept her vigil outside the courthouse: "We're gonna get you because you sucked Charlie Manson's dick." Bugliosi also accused Squeaky of threatening him during the trial, although reporters who witnessed a confrontation between them on that streetcorner heard him threaten to send her to the gas chamber. The girls just sat there on the sidewalk and laughed. They knew that oral-genital relations did not constitute a capital offense.

When we returned to their apartment, Sandy asked if I wanted to take a hot bath. I felt ambivalent. One of the defense attorneys had told me that he participated in a memorable threesome with Squeaky and Sandy, but I had also been told by a reporter, "It certainly levels the high to worry about getting stabbed while fucking the Manson ladies in the bunkhouse at the Spahn Ranch -- I've found that the only satisfactory position is sitting up, back to the wall, facing the door."

Visions of the classic shower scene in Psycho flashed through my mind, but despite the shrill self-righteousness that infected their True Believer Syndrome, these women had charmed me with their apparent honesty and humor, not to mention their distorted sense of compassion. They sensed my hesitation, and Squeaky, not Sandy, confronted me.

"You're afraid of me," she said, "aren't you?"

"Not really. Should I be?"

Sandy tried to reassure me: "She's beautiful, Paul. Just look into her eyes. Isn't she beautiful?"

Squeaky and I stared silently at each other for a while -- I recalled that Manson had written, "I never picked up anyone who had not already been discarded by society" -- and eventually my eyes began to tear. There were tears in Squeaky's eyes too. She asked me to try on Charlie's vest. It felt like a bizarre honor to participate in this family ceremony. The corduroy vest was a solid inch thick with embroidery -- snakes and dragons and devilish designs including human hair that had been woven into the multi-colored patterns.

Sandy took her bath, but instead of getting into the tub with her -- assuming her invitation had included that -- I sat fully dressed on the toilet and we talked, while I tried not to ogle her pert nipples.

"What's that scar on your back?" I asked.

"It's from a lung operation."

Later, Brenda asked for another tab of acid to send Manson in prison. She ground it into powder which she glued to the stationery with vegetable dye, adding the notation, "Words fly fast," explaining that Charlie would know what it meant. She stayed up late that night, writing letters to several prisoners with the dedication of a polygamous war wife.

Squeaky visited me a few times in San Francisco. On the way to lunch one day, she lit a cigarette, and I told her about the series of advertisements by which women were originally conditioned into smoking: a woman standing next to a man who was smoking; next, a woman saying to the man, "Blow some my way"; and finally a woman smoking her own cigarette. Squeaky simply smiled, said, "Okay," and dropped her cigarette on the sidewalk, crushing it out with her shoe.

Another time, when I attempted to point out a certain fallacy in her logic, she responded, "Well, what do you expect from me? I'm crazy!"

She told me that she had been beaten up by members of the Mel Lyman family from Boston because she wouldn't switch her allegiance to them, even though they'd had plans to break Manson out of jail by means of a helicopter while his trial was taking place.

"They're well organized," she said.

Squeaky mailed me her drawing in red ink of a woman's face with a pair of hands coming out of her mouth. Written in script was the song lyric, "Makes me wanna holler, throw up both my hands...."

Photo #1 Paul Krassner, Abbie Hoffman, Ed Sanders (1969)
Photo #2 Book, original cloth cover

My dad holding me along with my mother (1960s)

My parents who met and married the week they met in Virginia Beach while he was on leave from the army during the Korean war and she was on spring break from college

Do you think Manson went to the Tate-Polanski home after the murders to "see what his children had done"? Why or why not? If you think he did, who do you think went with him, or did he go alone?

Tuesday’s Child was born on Nov. 11, 1969 — three weeks after the Manson murders and a month and a half before the new decade. The newspaper was an avant-garde magazine was assembled and curated by a bunch of angry beat poets and old L.A. Free Press writers. They circulated the paper all over the city, selling it for 25 cents a copy.

At the helm of Tuesday’s Child were founder Art Kunkin and editor Chester Anderson. Kunkin was a broke occult-and-labor-union-obsessed retired journalist. Anderson was a Haight-Ashbury zine-maker and musician who slept on a cot inside of the Tuesday’s Child offices in Hollywood. Together, their paper took shape: nonsense, “useful” witchcraft, political satire, riddles, socialist poetry, comics, countercultural sentiment and whatever else came into Kunkin’s head while he trolled the Sunset Strip.

Charles Manson was featured on the cover of Tuesday’s Child as the “Man of the Year.” Unsurprisingly, Tuesday’s Child’s favorite subject was Charles Manson, as he was the perfect intersection of crime, occultism, celebrity, class warfare and local news. The timely coverage of the Manson murders through the absurdist lens of Tuesday’s Child was not only chilling, but it also predicted the rise of Manson’s notoriety and a cultish cynicism that would overtake the softer free-love ideologies of the 1960s. 

Tuesday’s Child inexplicably ceased publication in the mid-1970s. Though the reason it shut down remains unclear, the publication probably didn’t make many friends. The paper was founded to capture the dark transition of Los Angeles culture as the optimistic, soft "free-love" movement of the 1960s that gave way to a cynical, counter-cultural obsession with true crime, drug culture, and the occult. They frequently published articles in support of Charles Manson---as did other underground publications---1969 through the 1970s.

Courtesy: Portions from Rebecca Leib @Los Angeleno 07/2020

Charles "Tex" Watson, serving a life sentance for his role in the Tate-LaBianca murders and Kristin Joan Svege were married in 1979. Utilizing California's conjugal visit policy which ended in 1999, the couple had four children. Svege filed for divorce in 2003 after meeting another man and married him.

During their 24-year marriage, the couple founded Abounding Love Ministries. She homeschooled their children to protect their privacy.