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L.A. is a two-sided beast; on the outside, the houses (in the upper middle-class to affluent sections, I mean) look perfect and they lie on perfectly manicured lawns, and for more days than less, the sun is shining and the sky is blue and you can hear the incessant chirping of cicadas in the background heat and haze of the midday sun. Cars have no rust and are always new and shiny and the people who get out of those cars and new and shiny too.

The other side is the dark, invisible, unseen side of L.A., the side you only see if your New and Shiny has suddenly worn off and is now Old and Dull and no one cares if you live or die, and if you live, the other New and Shiny people pray they don't bump into you at Sardi's for lunch.

Big, huge names have tasted this side of L.A.; Peter Lawford, Jean Harlow, Marilyn Monroe, John Holmes and normal people too, who have had non-celebrity businesses succeed beyond their wildest dreams, only one day, they stop being lucrative and the owners are forced to close up shop and move away in shame. Because if you no longer can afford the High Life then you are by Hollywood definition, a Low Life and Low Lifers can't afford to live in Brentwood, Holmby Hills or the Canyons. And even if they could, no one would invite them to their parties anymore, so what's the point.

The only key to insure everlasting New and Shininess is to die young in L.A., of any type of death really, just so long as it comes before the extra pounds, the wrinkles and the age spots take over. That's the E Ticket Ride out of Hollywood. Unfortunately you have to die to get on that ride; but maybe for the New and Shiny set that's okay.

You never here the phrase Falling Star in L.A., only Rising Star. No one wants to hear that gravity has overtaken your star. It's like the New and Shiny set dare to defy gravity or go out in a blaze of glory (and liposuction and botox) trying.

Even killers of the New and Shiny set are redeemable somehow, as if they sacrificed their own lives just so a New and Shiny person could have immortal and everlasting beauty. Hell, killers in L.A. are put on some kind of perverse pedestal, brought into the L.A. court rooms wearing the garb that New and Shiny people wear and for an instant you forget, in the glare of the spotlight and the media attention, that a killer is just a killer and a human being God put on this Earth is really dead. That's just forgotten in L.A. or was secretly never really important in the first place.

I mean, look at the gift Charlie gave us; he ordered some kids to "off" some New and Shiny people and the gift is they get to stay young and sexy and average folk get to admire their old photos and films in a kind of swirling infinity in a Neverland that never really existed even when they were alive.

If Tate and Sebring hadn't been given the gift of everlasting youth and they were left alone by Charlie and The Family to grow old and less popular and given less work so their fortunes dried up, would we care? Would we idolize Jay after he went grey and hunched over from osteoporosis? Would Sharon even register on the Hollywood Richter Scale if she were allowed to continue to act in B Rate movies as we watched her hair get yellow and brittle from too many bleaching touch-ups, like Marilyn's did? Would we say a prayer for Gibby and Voytek if they had continued on their drug foray, used up all her inheritance and became recluses in some run-down flat off of Sunset Boulevard? Would we laugh at the irony if Steve Parent made a killing in the Stereo business and became an owner of a multi-million dollar Stereo Outlet mall, and with his riches, went on to buy 10050 Cielo Drive for himself, his beautiful wife and their four great kids? Would any of us even know how to spell the name LaBianca if Charlie had not been there to give everlasting youth to them too?

And people wonder why people idolize L.A. killers.

John Holmes' ridiculous porn movies probably get more airplay on YouTube than they ever did at the box office when he was alive. And his horrid little A.I.D.S. death probably gave him respect in Hollywood just like Liz Taylor made it O.K. to be gay and dying after Rock's passing.

Yep, L.A. is a Beast alright, a scary one. So don't let those manicured lawns and those palatial estates and those newest model Bentleys fool ya. There is the dark side and if you linger there for only a moment, we'll worship you forever; but if you linger there too long, we'll forget you had a name at all.

Good Bye, Mr. Lawford.
Good Bye, Ms. Tate.
Good Bye, Mr. Holmes, Ms. Harlow and Ms. Monroe.

Rest in Peace, okay.

As far as I know, Irving Kanarek is still alive.

louis365 wrote:As far as I know, Irving Kanarek is still alive.

Career death.
I've omitted just the same.

Ms.Burb did you write this???

kristijoyk wrote:Ms.Burb did you write this???

Yep.

This is the most idiotic thing I have ever heard...
Just because you visited California once during the 60's does not make you an expert to the psycology of it's natives...
this insidiary diatribe is hateful, homophobic, and offensive....
Maybe if you got off your moose and got out of Canada, you could figure out some accurate information on a subject you obviously know nothing about.....

kristijoyk wrote:This is the most idiotic thing I have ever heard...
Just because you visited California once during the 60's does not make you an expert to the psycology of it's natives...
this insidiary diatribe is hateful, homophobic, and offensive....
Maybe if you got off your moose and got out of Canada, you could figure out some accurate information on a subject you obviously know nothing about.....

Look up the word SARDONIC kristi; then maybe you'll understand what I was striving for in this piece.
BTW, I've lived in and visited CA more times/places than I have been to Toronto or to Vancouver Canada!
Again, you're NOT comprehending kristi, I'm talking about the celeb Jet Set amd mankind's GENERAL view of them, in this piece, NOT average Californian citizens.

YOU HAVE GOT TO START COMPREHENDING WHAT YOU READ KID BEFORE YOU GO ON THE ATTACK!!!

I know more than you think, my dear; at least enough lived experiences down there (and globally actually) to allow me an opinion, maybe just my own, but a valid one all the same.
I suggest you get out of Chatsworth, my dear, and live a little yourself!

Let's all play nice.

Webmaster wrote:Let's all play nice.

Hey WM,
kristi and I are fast friends now. You are looking at an old post. She has red hair and I'm Irish...fur will fly once in a while!

Ms. Burb

lol Ms Burb. But in your initial post, there's a whole lot of truth there. I've visited southern cali twice. Have a sister who's lived there 25 + years...sure is a different life style/standard down there. Just love how their cars don't degrade into piles of rust.

Our cars don't rust because we live in a dry desert...we have a drought like every ten years... I don't think we are on water ration yet....but you have to ask for water at restaurant they just don't give it to you...that's always the first sign of water rationing...
plus we don't salt our roads...that salt is hell on your car...
I lived in Montana for one winter as a snowboard instr... and by the time I got home the undercarrige of my car was pretty much gone...

louis365 wrote:lol Ms Burb. But in your initial post, there's a whole lot of truth there. I've visited southern cali twice. Have a sister who's lived there 25 + years...sure is a different life style/standard down there. Just love how their cars don't degrade into piles of rust.

Hey louis,

If you think LA has perfect cars, and they do mostly, try looking at the cars people drive in Vegas?! No rain and no weather - those babies AND their pavement NEVER gets old. I'm from Canada and our cars seems to rust off their fenders the moment you drive'em off the dealership lot!!!

Life's rough down there is LA, LA Land (as I've coined it!)!!!

I betcha if a starlet gets a hang-nail it gets on KTLA news as their headline feature!!!