2nd Official Tate-LaBianca Murders Blog

It’s not a matter of either really, is it? Time…goes by…. Circumstances…never change…. Politics, methods, agendas might change…. For most of us, the day, that night, just stays the same…. Where was I? I was securely tucked into a California bed that night, no doubt the window screen fully open, why not, there’s nothing to fear from window screens on August 9, 1969, is there? Yes, the 60s were raging, if you pretended to take notice, Middle America didn’t much…I don’t think…. Knives, guns, sure, in the news, Vietnam, far off…not here, not of any real significance…anyways….. Not to 10050 Cielo Drive anyways…. Not to any of us………..anyways…. Nancy Pitman COULD have been making sand castles on Malibu Beach…if she had chose to do so…. Malibu Barbie, after all, was patterned after Sharon Tate, who could have been her iconic idol, but wasn’t, in the end, Sharon became her enemy, a target she knew nothing about, but fo...

So much hurt. So much damage. So many people affected. So, so many dead. And the rest of us, alive, but scarred. I am not one for stating the obvious, when it’s the obvious that is on everyone’s minds, just never have been a fashionista…I leave that to others with more objective insight than I… 12:15am…some eleven hours away…tick, tick, tick, tick, tick…. Are the players of this travesty about to live through Hell, or are we, who relive it every goddamned year, I wonder? Tonight, as in all years…there just ain’t enough booze to be had… So, to try and avoid the pain of the long since passed, I choose to embrace the fantastical here and now…and the Now is in my man, Dan, you know, that loveable artsy-fartsy guy who always manages to show us the beauty, even in the horror…of it all… I’m just not that gifted, it seems…wish I were…just not. Dan, if he could be here right now would say how wonderful that day had been, h...

Yep… Editors yelling at me. Inbox over-flowing. Rugs need a vacuuming…and I’m writing this half naked because the laundry room is awash in icky clothing… But noooooooooooooooooo…sometimes I just have to screw around, you know, and do stuff people do if they have no life…so here is what I’ve been doing… There is this cool, little site, you see... Yeah, you COULD glean this info through the local law enforcement agencies and probably obtain more accurate data…but would it be just as FUN? Hardly! The site is called myLocalcrime and it incorporates the Google mapping system with the crime stats of a certain address you insert, spanning over the last six months or so. Soooooooooooooooooo, you just KNEW that as I sat slurping my coffee (this is cup number four, by the way!), MsBurb would HAVE to insert a certain Cielo and Waverly Drive addresses, juuuuuuuust to see what’s been going on! I won’t list the exact locations of each cr...

Of all the IMs and emails I receive on The Manson Family topic, one in particular stands head and shoulders above the rest… “MsBurb, what’s your opinion? Did Charlie return to Cielo Drive after the killers returned to Spahn?” This, above all others, seems to be the burning question. Beyond the answer, one wonders why, above all other enquiries on this complicated set of events, this particular mystery seems to need some sort of solution? I’ve given it some thought, (without spraining my brain, of course!) and I tend to think that there is some part of us which is STILL trying to either, 1) make some logical sense out of these wholly senseless acts; or 2) put Charlie at the Tate crime scene to believe that he was indeed responsible for these crimes; or 3) make sense of his following actions, that to go back and see what he saw, there at Tate, was the real reason he joined in with his killers the following night, knowing that after all that, there would be no turning back. I do...