COLUMN NINETY-FIVE, AUGUST 1, 2002
(Copyright © 2002 The Blacklisted Journalist)
SEVEN 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]
don't want you to get the wrong idea about me, or those hollywood days i 1ived
through... you know me, sadie, and like i promised you, i aint gonna lie about
my past... not that its anything much to brag about... but as you know when you
are born into a hollywood setting and you have a mother and father who have
(had) money, before they were killed in that auto crash i told you about, things
have to be different... the psychic part of me seemed to have come about out of
the thin air... i had no idea that some of my thoughts could come true... so i
used it to the best of my ability... today, these days, there are quite a few
psychics around, some of them making pretty good dough, and most of em just a
lot of crap... pardon the language, but you know, sadie always tells it as
as a young girl, i had the chance to rub up against lots of movie stars now long
extinct... but just for a while, some of them came into my life, and it was nice
that i knew em...
there was doug fairbanks and his wife mary pickford... these two stars lived in
a beautiful place in the hills, and always entertained a lot...
were older than me, but i used to see them on the lot ... doug was very
athletic... used to do dueling scenes, and things like that... a dapper little
man with a moustache, and great body... god, i can see him now... i sure wish i
could have had a piece of him... but there was mary pickford, and her fuckin
curls... mary had made some early films, and became a star real early, see...
she was very demure looking and used her hands a lot... she made a lot of
pictures that were silent, and mr. d.w. griffith was the movie director...
he was a great man... made some of dem early classic films, and even today you can catch em in some art movie house... not too long ago i talked to these people on my crystal ball... god bless
'. . .when he looked at you with his dark eyes, you wanted to screw him right away. . .'
they are all doin well up there in heaven... have their own place... entertain a
lot... and laugh a lot about the early days... oh, go ahead and call ole sadie a
liar... that is the way it is, take it or leave it...
another coupla stars was the barrymores... there was
john barrymore, a tall man with a beautiful classic nose... man, when he looked
at you with his dark eyes, you wanted to screw him right away... he knew how to
treat women... and also he had a lot of em... the early john barrymore had
screwed almost all the women on the lot when i met him ... he kinda liked me,
too, when i was in my twenties... looked me up and down... stopped at my tits
and asked if i would take em out and show em... i told him up your ass, or
words like that, and he laughed and said, o.k. sadie... ok... i wont insist...
anyway, he had a brother, lionel barrymore, and a
sister, ethel, and all three of em made these highbrow movies in the silent
days, and were called the family... i gotta admit they were all good, but john
was the best actor and the biggest drunk of all... he was always drunk... one
time when he was drunk he took out his cock and peed all over the floor, right
in front of the director...
everybody laughed... what the hell else could they
do"... thats the way he was... you never knew what he would do next...
i met a lot of comedians in those days, too... in my
job as psychic consultant I met up with stepin fetchit, a nice tall black guy,
who played in scary movies... haunted houses... shit like that... he always
shook, and his eyes always rolled in being scared... and he was a great hit then
with the movie crowds... stepin and i were friends, and i gave him a readin more
than once, and told him that someday he would be a big star... alas, it didnt
in those days the movie studios owned the stars...
each one of them had their own stable of movie stars... and it was very
competitive between em all...
not like today, me friends, they didnt get as much
money then, but they did ok...
i usta love charlie chaplin runnin around the studio
with his cane, and moustache, and the way he swayed from side to side... chaplin
made some good movies, like city lights... and you can still see em today
... but chaplin loved to screw the ladies... he had lots of affairs with a girl called lita grey... and a
coupla others... always in the papers... hedda hopper and louella always wrote
about him and all the other movie stars....
well, you ask, where the hell did i come in".. honest, i dont really know... i was stil wonderin what the hell was gonna happen to me... i lived in this mansion with my uncle, who took care of business and let me alone... only buttin in once in a while... and then i would get in touch with my mom and dad on the crystal ball, and we would laugh at everything... my mom kept tellin me to be careful of hedda hopper... and i shoulda listened... my pop always told me he loved me... if not for the crystal ball, i woulda been real lost.. and now with hedda's offer of a million bucks, i had a goal. ##
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