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Originally posted by Diane_Keaton
These musicians are totally retarted when they try to make the Manson thing so cool. Charlie was short, smelled, his ideas were unoriginal, the chicks around him except maybe 1 or 2 were zitty flakes with unwashed hair, disco mitts and were clingy. The whole group ratted each other out just to score a few pieces of chocolate from the local cops (seriously!). They didn’t know shit about the White Album and after knifing a middle aged woman and her husband (the Labiancas) they couldn’t even spell “Healter Skelter” right. Yeah, those murders were really cool, especially the first one – “Tex”, a 6’3 dude attacks this young teenager (a paperboy):
and is such a pussy he shoots the kid 4 times at point blank, just to be sure. How these fuckers got elevated to “cool” and ended up on "hip" t-shirts and shit is beyond me.
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Thanks, Diane. Your post was like a much needed splash of cold water to the face. I followed that link posted by the evil bunny, and within minutes I was taken in by the insidious message of these so-called "musicians." I found myself thinking that not only was Manson maybe not so bad -- I thought he might even be a misunderstood hero. How I could have gotten to a place where I not only accepted but actually embraced the drug-fueled killing spree of Manson and his so-called "family," I don't know. I blame the orange fabric in Central Park guy. Anyway, thanks again for setting me back on the path of righteousness and making me realize that brutal killings by insane people are not as "cool" and "fun" as this movie suggests.
