Yes. It is that sacred day. May I point out that Ms. Hearst's memoir, Every Secret Thing, is an absolutely excellent read. Really terrific. Me and John Waters will be all snuggled up, rereading it tonight. Not together, sad to say. [Warning: Memoir is written by a woman, is in the first person and includes details about her sex life.]
Thursday, February 4, 2010
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Appropriate for a Defreezing day.
Fond as I am for the cut of your glib, darling, here's some substance--for Harper's subscribers.
An excellent article from 1974 about the rather crispy end for Cinque, a bunch of his pals, and a girl from Hillsborough who crawled out the window:
http://www.harpers.org/archive/1974/09/0022077
I am unbookmarking the Symbionese Liberation Army, thanks!
I prefer a girl who liberates herself with a Sybian.
You can really get where she's cumming from.
A woman with a gun! Now THAT'S funny!
Oh, my beloved revolutionary sweetheart...
Right up there with Squeaky Fromme in my book.
There is a really funny scene in this (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0261174/) movie where Patty Hearst and Brigid Berlin hang out and reminisce about Hearst, John Waters, and how WHOA!!! they both used to be.
Death To the Fascist Insect That Preys Upon the Life of the People!
Now give me some groceries, dammit!
And if you can, follow it up with Liz Renay's "How To Attract Men." The only self-help, beauty, dating, and lifestyle book you'll ever need.
[Warning: Memoir is written by a woman, is in the first person and includes details about her sex life.]
Is this where I'm supposed to start mansplaining? "No, no, that's not the way you become a cultural-political lightning rod! Here, let me explain..."
Four hundred and sixty-six pages? It better be like 200 pages on the SLA, and 200 pages of wacky on-set anectodes about Hairspray or whichever movie that was (plus 66 pages of biographical hooha), because otherwise, damn, I ain't reading all that.
My dear departed kitty was named Tania after Ms. Hearst's people's name. It seemed appropriate since at the time we kept her locked up in an apartment in San Francisco.
And may I also recommend "Trance" by Christopher Sorrentino? Fictionalized, but still.
There's also Susan Choi's "American Woman" which looks at a fictionalized version of Hearst's kidnapping from the POV of a Japanese American girl on the sidelines of the SLA. Really great.
Gelina was beautiful. She taught me how to fight the enemy within through her constant struggle with bourgeois conditioning. Gabi crouched low with her ass to the ground. She practiced until her shotgun was an extension of her right and left arms. Zoya, female guerrilla. Perfect love and perfect hate reflected in stone cold eyes. Fahizah taught me to shoot first and make sure the pig is dead before splitting. She was wise and bad.
Yeah, but what will the men she dated/slept with say??
/Julie Klausner'd