COLUMN NINETY-THREE, JUNE 15, 2003
(Copyright © 2003 The Blacklisted Journalist)
FIVE OF MY MEMOIRS:
SADIE THE PSYCHIC
(Drawing by Ed Galing)
WARNING! FOR ADULTS ONLY! PERSONS NOT YET 18 YEARS OF AGE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO READ THIS STORY.
[SADIE HATHAWAY AND I HAVE HAD A LONG RELATIONSHIP. I AM.HAPPY THAT SHE CHOSE ME TO WRITE HER MEMOIRS FOR HER... I HAVE ALWAYS LIKED SADIE'S SASSINESS AND SPUNK AND, BESIDES, SHE IS A SEXY LADY, EVEN THOUGH SHE IS NOW SIXTY YEARS OLD. (I AM PUSHING 85) AND SADIE DOES NOT MINCE HER WORDS, AS YOU CAN SEE WHEN YOU READ HER MEMOIRS---WHICH SHE DICTATED TO ME OVER A FEW WEEKS. I HAVE LEFT HER WORDS UNTOUCHED---EVEN THE BAWDY ONES. FOR I DONíT REALLY WANT TO DISTURB HER PERSONALITY. BENEATH IT ALL, YOU WILL FIND SADIE A SYMPATHETIC AND HONEST LADY WHO JUST HAPPENS TO BE A PSYCHIC (SO SHE SAYS) AND WHO WAS FORTUNATE ENOUGH TO MEET SOME REAL HOLLYWOOD PERSONALITIES OF HER TIME.. THERE ISNT A BAD BONE IN HER BODY. LONG LIVE SADIE! ---ED GALING, POET LAUREATE OF HATBORO, PENNSYLVANIA]
was about this time that i met up with shirley temple, who was the smartest
little girl you ever wanted to meet ... at that time shirley was just a little
girl... but she was the cutest thing, with dimples, a nice smile, smart as a
whipís ass, and danced like a pro with bill robinson, up and down the steps on
the movie set, singing on the good ship lollipop so many times that i
wanted to clout her...
after a while, the studio kept makin so many shirley temple
movies, and dolls and stuff, and shirley got to be the most famous little girl
on the lot....
today, when i read about her in congress and bein ambassador overseas she is
still one fascinatin lady...
was only one time they called on me to help advise on a picture they were makin
about a haunted house and about spirits... they wanted me to make sure shirley
wouldnt be scared...
when i met shirley, she looked me up and down, and i smiled and said my name is
sadie hathaway and i am a psychic...and she said, psychic? what the hell is
i heard that word come outa her mouth, i knew that shirley wouldnt be afraid of
you wouldnt think shirley could cuss like that, would you? but there was times
when shirley would frown and cry and throw things, and i had to duck outa the
another young girl i got to know was jane withers.. jane was a lively, chubby girl, who really knew how to dance.. jane was teamed up with lots of young boy actors, and most of the time she
good lovin' from bad
in tear-jerkin movies, like with james dunn, another wonderful movie actor who
knocked em dead in those days.. james had a way of makin you cry buckets of
tears.. he was kinda big... his face was round and puffy and he had small dark
eyes, and dark hair and he was a real bon vivant...
the screen james once grabbed me and pulled me aside and whispered, sadie, do
you think i could give you a little lovin someday, when no one is lookin... he
made me laugh ... by this time i knew good lovin from bad, if you know what i
can't sample the goods, i replied... its on hold.. then he would laugh and say,
can i put my arm around you? ... when i didnt answer, he pulled me close, and first
thing i knew he was kissin me on the lips, and his hands were reachin for my
i slapped his hand away and
said, i dont like anyone grabbin me, james...
but by this time he had a
handful, and my tits were getting hard, and askin for more..
there was a couch nearby,
and James dragged me over (hell, i went willingly), and we both ended up doin
what comes naturally, with my legs spread, and him on top of me...
i couldn't believe that
James dunn, movie star, was actually willin to sex me... anyways after a few
grunts, James finally gave up, and got off me, and began to apologize...
i am sorry, sadie, he
mumbled. i just couldnt help myself... you won't tell anybody, will you?
if you're any good i will
pass the word along, i said with a smile, but if i decide you weren't, then i
will keep quiet ... after all, we are both consenting adults...
he nodded, sighed, turned
around and left the room...
if i hadnt promised to tell
the truth in this memoir i woulda kept quiet about all of these things, but now
that i am an old lady livin in new hope, p.a., and away from the hollywood scene
for so long, trying to make ends meet by readin fortunes, what the hell
difference does it make?
these days lots of my
hollywood friends have passed on... the producers, the studios.. hell,
everything has changed.. i dont know where the hell the years have fled to... i
just dont want to leave you with the idea that screwin is all they did in
hollywood, though... there were lots of other things goin on...tinsel town they
called it.. and there were two broads who wrote it all up ... hedda hopper and
louella parsons... those two bitches would call up people and get tips on what
was goin on... they loved scandal... that was their business, and that's where i
came in, as you will find out when i tell you how hedda hopper made a deal with
me on psychic readings that was to change my whole life...
hedda hopper, the tall,
ugly bitch, with the sharp tongue, had heard about me ... and how i could
converse with the dead, etc... and what she had in mind for me was bizarre, but
nothin that sadie couldnt handle... ##
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