Legacy of Marilyn Monroe

On August 5, an anniversary of MM's death was noted on UnsolvedMysteries, a discussion group at yahoo. Buddy Greco had made a statement about seeing Marilyn in two different ways at Cal/Neva where she had visited Frank Sinatra's swinging place.

She was first described as warm, friendly, charming but later appeared in a drug induced state totally changed and apparently threatening to blow the lid on her relationship with the Kennedy brothers. That led the authors to suspect that perhaps anyone there could have bumped her off. At any rate, she was carried out of the room by one of the bodyguards and summarily sent home. Five days later she overdoses apparently and is pronounced dead.

I bought two calendars of MM for this year as she is always a constant reminder to me of the way women have been mistreated and abused when used as nothing more than sexual torments for men. I have a tiny statuette given to me years ago by another gal remarkably resembling MM in physical stature, boobs, and legs, and all which reads I get so tired of being a sex symbol. It is a caricature of Shirley Temple in her hairstyle with so many golden curls and bow atop the hairdo, and her arms coyly and shyly reaching up to her chin...it is a parody!

When women cease being just a pair of teats and a pair of legs with a great ass to men then women will have really arrived! The idea that women have arrived due to achieving some kind of equality is nuts! My friend who gave me that statuette always said she wanted to liked for her mind instead of her body. She had a great body, and no man ever cared one whit about her mind.

I never had anything but classic boobs, small and high, but I have a great behind, because of the way my spine is built. I don't think my winning smile was much of an asset either because I had always had bad teeth. We all have our flaws and we all criticize ourselves when compared to anyone who is Miss Perfect in every way...God, does that person ever have true friends or what?

But we are a superficial society in which looks are made to be more important than other really valuable aspects of one's self, like lovingness, tenderness, kindness, goodness, and mercy even. Lord have mercy when one has to live up to a stupid, insane Fifth Avenue and marketing image! Nobody is ever going to look like some freaky model or movie star and one should realize that soon enough, and get into being real for once.

The tragedy of MM is that people still feed on her now more than then simply because she does not demand a monetary return now that she is dead and gone...

I always swore I never wanted to be an Emily Dickinson either. Pay me while I am alive, not wanting to be recognized only after I am long since dead and buried...Americans are strange vultures of a kind, always feeding on the dead!