Timesuck with Dan Cummins - 32 - Marilyn Monroe: Life, Death, & Murder Conspiracy

Episode Date: April 24, 2017

What do you know about Marilyn Monroe? Did you know it took years after she being "discovered" for her to "make it"? That she spent part of her childhood in an orphanage? That she never knew who her father was? Or that her mother spent most of Marilyn's childhood committed to various mental institutions? Or that she took on the Hollywood studio contract system and won, paving the way for modern actors and actresses to also become producers and control their careers more than she ever could? She was so much more than just a pretty face. Find out exactly how much more in this Timesuck!

If one could only use one word to describe Marilyn Monroe, I think it would be iconic. She's one of the most recognizable names and faces of the modern world. If I could add a few other words, I think timeless, radiant, sensual, sexy, classic, those would also make the mix. And I think complex, complicated, and misunderstood would soon follow. Exploited and abused might sneak in there too. After living in a world of Marilyn Monroe research past few days, I would not describe her as a dumb blonde

or just some arm candy or eye candy. She fought against those classifications throughout the height of her fame because she was so much more than that. She was a fighter, a survivor, a true Hollywood star. So let's get beautiful today. Let's get glamorous. Let's even dig into a crazy death conspiracy that is skeptical as I am. I think I actually believe. Let's get Tinseltown and let's get time suck.

Hi everybody, happy Monday, I'm Dan Cummins and you are listening to the Time Suck Podcast. Fan and Cleveland, Shane have pointed out that over 30 episodes in, I still hadn't ever thought to introduce myself, like every other host of every other show in the history of ever. So whoops, big thanks to the host of the always listening podcast, Josh and Joel, for reviewing Time Suck this past week. Totally unsolicited reviewing the show. And from what I heard, I thought they did a great job.

That was so nice and unexpected. Thank you both. And I came across some new phrases in the Time Suck emails as I went through them that were sent to admin at TimeSuckPodcast.com. Live long and suck it from Ethan N. I like that. Live long and suck it. And the couple that sucks together stays together

from Ashland, Donahoe. Love and the suck linko. I really like that. I like the couple that sucks together, stays together. I know there's several couples out there who have emailed me that you listen to this stuff together. I love it, I love it, I love it. Just keep sucking each other. Just suck each other so hard.

Ah, it makes for a happy relationship. New iTunes comments have been hilarious. Too many and too long to read now, but thank you. I love them, I do see them. Truly LOLed on a couple. And we are well over 500 reviews now. So bonus suck Pablo Coke pinky Escobar coming out this Friday, April 28th, high noon, Pacific time. Thanks

time suckers for making that happen. The 600 review bonus episode is going to be something that ties, I think, you know, someone into this episode. For sure, JFK assassination and scandals. Alright, Get into some conspiracy with his death. After finishing out this male and a row, I'm even more excited than I was going into the JFK. Thought I found and learned some stuff about him in this episode and you will as well. Okay, so yeah, very excited about that.

And all those reviews have definitely led to more time suckers. We're just the virus of curiosity and good times of spreading. Just increasing the circle of suck, circle of suck getting bigger. And as always, appreciate those of you who have bookmarked, time suckpodcast.com. Use that Amazon button to do your Amazon shopping. Those of you who threw some bucks to the suck,

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Quality stuff, so very thankful. Because again, we don't wanna get stuck with sponsors like, you know, fucking sack of dog shit, dot net. Nobody wants that for a sponsor. You know, you get 20% off a sack of dog shit, drop net. Nobody wants that for a sponsor. You know, you get 20% off a sack of dog shit, dropped off on your fucking porch. Nobody wants that. And now, before you learn so much about a little lady,

named Norm Jean, let's go over a few times sucker updates. Okay, first one is actually I'm calling on myself. I'm time, I'm time sucker updating my own self. It's Leanne Womack, not Amy Lee Womack. I had Leanne written in my notes. This is about, this is the last episode of the Mandela one, Mandela Effect. I'm talking about the singing the Bernstein Bears,

which is Barron Stain Bears, theme song, and I said it was sung by Leigh Ann Womack, who's not a real person in this dimension. I think she is probably, I probably slid, I probably slid into a parallel dimension created by the 90s show sliders, where a woman named Amy Lee is a country singer specializing in animated kids' shows.

But in this dimension, I realize, I don't know, very much about country music, apparently. My wife Lindsay actually caught this stake before this episode came out. Since I didn't bring any of my recording equipment to Cleveland last week and where I was doing shows, I couldn't rerecord. Damn it. Also catch my own stake. My own mistake.

Nelson Mandela, a kick-doth, the episode, referencing that he was in a part-tied advocate, which is fucking nonsense. He was an anti-apartheid advocate. Huge difference. That would be pretty weird if Nelson Mandela had been in prison for fighting for more racial segregation. He's like anti apartheid advocate. Huge difference. That would be pretty weird if Nelson Mandela had been imprisoned for fighting for more racial segregation. He's like, there's not enough. There's not enough apartheid. Let's fucking kick it up a couple notches. But you know, as I said back in the Flat Earth episode, Teela Tequila is a Vietnamese white supremacist, so I guess

you know, anything's possible. I also learned this this past week going through emails that I've been saying a few words wrong, my entire life. This one comes in from Cam, he says, cavalry, not cavalry. Dan, huge fan of the show and you're stand up, I caught your show in Jacksonville last month and laughed my balls off. While I'm not sure about the correct pronunciation

of all the Roman names you mentioned in your colligula episode of The Suck, I am sure that you pronounce an English word wrong, you dick it. Like many people, you pronounce the word cavalry and correctly. Cavalry is the term used to describe horsebacked infantry in which you were referring to. Cavalry is where Jesus was reportedly crucified. Please, for the love of all the things that suck pronounced it correctly.

I was in the cavalry in the army and we get super butt hurt when people pronounce it wrong. Suck so hard, cam. God, thank you, can. You attention paying son of a bitch. I haven't seen that word wrong my entire life. Every time I've tried to talk about soldiers on horseback, apparently I've been referring to the crucifixion of Jesus a little bit different. So it's cavalry. God, that that's that's even sound right coming out of my own mouth right now, but I gotta I gotta get used to it. Also numerous time suckers emailed me to let me know that Amoritis is not a word.

It's pronounced emeritus, emeritus, like professor emeritus. And incidentally, it's defined as, you know, of the former holder of an office, especially as a college professor, having retired, but being allowed to retain their title as an honor. So just like cavalry, I've been pronounced that word wrong. I've been coming in word wrong. I've been

coming in hot on that word incorrectly my entire life. Like I've been I've been hitting Amoritis with authority. What an idiot I can be. I love that. I love that a word of like academic prestige. That's like that's like me walking in to like, can I see the doctor? Is the doctor in? Do you mean doctor? I mean what I said, I'm an intellectual. Is the doctor in Maritus available for discussion of things of note? Fucking idiot. It's all right, so a meritus.

All right, I got it. Got the best update ever this week from Heather Lume. This chat, I love this so much. She says, quote, so I'm in Chicago and I had to send a quick email to tell you about something awesome that happened today. I took one of those crime tours. The guide asked if any of us knew who H.H. Holmes was. He then went on to say something along the lines of, quote,

I don't know, I didn't know much about him either until a podcast that Dan Cummins did. Fuck yes, yes! Oh, I almost lost it. She says, Your time suck helped train a tour guide. Keep on sucking Heather Lamey. How cool is that? I may not know how to pronounce about one in 10 words

in the English language, but I feel like I do throw out some decent info that people are using. That makes me feel really good. And last one is a great Scientology update from Mike Aldrich. Hey Dan, just finish listening to your episode about Scientology and hot damn what a mind fuck that was. I am a counseling student in grad school

and have a few things I'd like to respond to. I was compelled hearing about the reactive brain sales pitch, not because it is a heaping pile of garbage, which it is, but for the elements that actually do have elements of truth mixed in with the mountain of bullshit. It's true that the brain processes the world around you and true that your memories are stored in a particular part of the brain,

but oversimplifying brain functions and lumping them together into the end of the mind is akin to describing the complexity of the gastrointestinal system as the shit center. That is fucking well written. You studied psychology and did some counseling, so this won't be nose to you, news to you. But it may be food for thought for other listeners.

Your brain is constantly taking in the world around you. But it is doing this through a highly complex section of the brain called the prefrontal cortex. It is a completely separate part of the brain called the limbic system. Memories are stored and consolidated in the hippocampus. So L-RON, bat shit crazy, Hubbard, was kind of right. Traumatic memories that are stored in the brain that are unprocessed, unresolved, do have an effect on the rest of your brain and are triggered by stimuli that may create fear responses.

This can affect the way people function in the world, such as veterans dealing with PTSD. More importantly, as a therapist and training, I was pissed to hear about the way therapy was depicted from this fanatic group of mission impossible of dipshits. Also love that. Uh, helping process trauma in order to live more healthy and fulfilling lives is a huge component of therapy and hearing about the similar goals of Scientology really got to me. I feel for those who are truly suffering from mental illness, who see connection by getting involved with this bullshit. One thing that I would like to add to anyone who may be on the fence between traditional

therapy and being audited by an untrained, cultish, mother-fucker, eucinolide detector test is that therapy is not always expensive. Check out community centers, college counseling centers, and non-profit agencies and you can find really low-cost therapy. True, your therapists are likely to still be in training, but we are heavily supervised and still pretty damn effective. Yeah, Mike. Also, we are ethically bound to keep just about everything our clients say in session

confidential, unlike the auditing session in which they hear your darkest parts of your life to use against you later. This email is way too long a time suck in itself, but I just wanted to get my thoughts out to you. I'm a huge fan of the show and I'm constantly impressed and retained by the way you blend your great humor and thorough factual research. Keep on sucking,, my culture. Oh man, thanks Mike, as much as I've joked about bad therapists, I do believe, man, there's

a lot of good ones out there too. You sound like a great one. And yeah, and counseling can be very helpful in certain situations. Actually, a topic of today's time, suck, male and row, did a lot of counseling and, you know, and needed it. She dealt with a lot of shit as we're going to find out. So don't be afraid to get some help if you need it. Just referring to the Mandela effect episode, just don't see some quack who wants to exercise demons out of you or who convinces you through hypnosis

that all your problems stem from satanic abuse. You just magically remember for the first time. So avoid those therapists. Thanks, time suckers, I need a net. We all did. All right, Marilyn Monroe. Here we are, a star that's shown so bright. She makes more in death than most current stars make while alive. Her estate rumored to still make a somewhere north of $5 million a year.

I found on some websites actually, they put the number as high as 17 million. So a lot of money she's still making. All those t-shirts and collectibles and they're adding up. Ask Google, who the most famous actress of all time is, and Marilyn Monroe comes up number two, right behind Audrey Hepburn and right before Marilyn Street. Personally, I think Google got it wrong. According to the guide to United States popular culture, as an icon of American popular culture, Monroe's few rivals and popularity include Elvis Presley and Mickey Mouse.

No other star has ever inspired such a wide range of emotions from less to pity from NV2 remorse. Art historian Gail Levine has stated that Monroe may have been the most photographed person of the 20th century. And the American Film Institute has named her the sixth greatest female screen legend American Film History.

The Smithsonian Institution, I've heard of it, has included her on their list of 100 most significant Americans of all time, and both Variety and VH1 have placed from the top 10 in the rankings of the greatest popular culture icons of the 20th century. But other than being famous, other than being sexy, other than being the female face of the 1950s, do you really know anything about Marilyn Monroe? I mean, that she sang Happy Birthday to JFK. All right. All right. You probably know that. Maybe another she was married to Hall of Fame, Yankee Center Fielder, and three-time MVP Joe Demaggio. Maybe know that. Maybe she was married to playwright.

Pulled surprise when he playedwright Arthur Miller. Now, I really didn't know much, even though my own daughter is name and row. For the record before you dig into this, I want to be clear, Myman Row is not named after Marilyn Monroe. I think personally, be a little creepy to name your daughter after a sex symbol. No, my daughter is named after one of her mom's ancestors, a dude named Monroe, actually. Yeah, I guess that was a thing at one time, dude's being named in row.

I did take my daughter to see Marilyn star on the Hollywood walk of fame though and she did put her hands inside of Marilyn's handprints in front of Man's Chinese or Grommins or whatever Chinese theater in Hollywood She was definitely more interested in in Marilyn star than any other any kid that's ever looked around a 50s diner No, super Marilyn Monroe is you know that mean that's that's her face is just recognizable you know to me her face is synonymous with movie star. And you're really about to, you're really going to get to know her well in this time sex. So let's start at the beginning.

Let's start with Marilyn's birth and move on up from there up into her initial stardom with a time-sub-time line. All right, June 1st, 1926. Norma Jean Mortensen is born in Los Angeles, California. Her name would later be changed to Norma Jean Baker upon being baptized. For some reason, I didn't think she was born in LA. I don't know why exactly, but I would guess Minnesota or maybe Iowa if I would have had to. She had to just kind of like that Midwestern farm girl look beneath the glamour to me, but no. Born, raised, became famous, and died all within a few miles or inside of Hollywood. Monroe was born to mother Gladys Pearl Baker Mortensen,

who's maiden name was Monroe. Gladys first husband's last name was Baker. Her second husband's name was Mortensen, and neither man was Maryland's father. Gladys was a long sense divorced when Maryland was born. We don't know anything for sure about Maryland's father because Maryland herself never knew who her father was. The two main candidates are Gladys's second husband, Edward Mortensen, who was listed as her father on Norma Jeans' birth certificate, and Stanley Gifford, a co-worker of Gladys', with whom she apparently had an affair around the time of Norma Jeans conception. Several other men have been suggested as candidates, but these two remain the most commonly debated.

Marilyn herself believed Gifford to be her father. When you look at pictures of the two, you can see a little resemblance and facial structure, I think, as do most of her biographers. But real father, not Stanley never claimed Monroe as his daughter. And her childhood just kind of gets worse from there. Yep, that's right. Her childhood was so terrible. Not knowing her father doesn't even crack the top 10 for shitty childhood moments. All was not glitz and glamor for young Marilyn, not by a fucking long shot. We know a little about her mom and most of it stinks. For starters, she was mentally ill, suffering from paranoid schizophrenia,

mental illness runs in Marilyn's family on her mom's side. Her maternal grandma was also mentally ill, dying of a seizure related to heart attack, 19 days after being committed to an insane asylum for paranoid delusions when Maryland was two. Her maternal grandfather died after losing his mind to syphilis is what I came across. That sounds like a rough way to go. And for all we know mental illness ran on her father's side as well. So because of all this history, Maryland herself was terrified of losing her mind

later in her life. Maryland had two half, Bernice and Robert Kermit, both from her mom's first marriage to Jack Baker, but depending on which story you read, read, both children were either taken away from the lattice and were raised by their father back in Kentucky, or Jack kidnapped the kids and raised them, you know, took them from her and raised them. Based on the mental illness, a more which we'll be getting into, I'm gonna guess the kids were taken from her, not by Jack, but probably by like the court. Marilyn would later meet Bernice when she was 12 and Bernice was nine, and sorry, and meet Bernice when she was 12 and Bernice was 19,

and they'd stay in kind of like loose contact throughout Marilyn's life, but she never really had, she never like grew up with a sister, as we're gonna see too. And she never even got to meet her half brother Robert. He would die of tuberculosis before she even knew he existed in 1933. In addition to dealing with mental illness, Gladys, her mom was also single and poor and just wasn't able to financially provide for Marilyn when she was born. Which fucking sucks. I mean, you never want to be, at least I never want to be like too judgy to like the single

mom. But, and I know it was a different era there, but come on, fuck this, you're third fucking kid, lady. Jesus Christ. I mean, I guess I shouldn't be so hard on him, and she does have him, and she's mentally ill. You know, so maybe she was just trying to do her fucking best, but man, you know, it's like if she did lose the first two kids, I don't, why, why not that time up?

Some kind of forced sterilization or something. Like you lose X amount of kids, they used to bother me when I worked at Child Protective Services, which I did in college, like an internship. And I remember this one lady, I probably talked about this before. I feel like I told a story so many times in my life. I don't remember where I told it. So I may forgive me if I told this sometimes previously, but she was so, oh, she was developmentally disabled,

so she had some cognitive impairment and she also had been convicted of being a sex offender, but she was still having kids, like one every 18 months to two years, she would just have another kid and because of her background, the state monitored her, and took the kid from the hospital.

So she was just literally just pumping out foster kids. You know, I don't know how long that continued after I left, 15 years, 20 years. It's like in those situations, and I remember I brought it to one counselor, I'm like, why can't we fucking sterilize her? And he looked at me like I was hitler's reincarnated son. He was just like, whoa'm like, well, why can't we fucking sterilize her? And he looked at me like I was Hitler's reincarnated son or some shit like, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

you fucking eugenics buddy, calm down skinhead. You know, no, it's like fucking man, Hitler tainted that whole idea. But in some situations, anyway, all right. So it just sad to me this lady who clearly was not capable of raising kids as we're going to find out, you know, had a third. Alright, so two weeks after she's born, baby Norma Jean was placed in foster care. For the next seven years, she lived with foster parents, Ida and Wayne Bollander, who seemed like, you know, all around good decent people.

They wanted to adopt Norma, but Gladys wouldn't let them. Gladys Manchimates, she made, again, she made the best intentions, but the best thing she could have done for her daughter was to have thrown herself off a fucking cliff immediately after a place to maybe foster care. And we've all either ran across her known parents like that, people who are just so irreparably damaged,

because she had more going on. It's not like I'm just picking on her because she irreparably damaged, because she had more going on. It's not like I'm just picking on her because she was mentally ill. She had a lot more going on. The best contribution is this can sound harsh. They can make to the world would be to disappear. And again, I know this sounds harsh, but going back to my past again,

I did some crisis counseling when I was 22 and 23 that dealt with attempting to reunite kids who would run away from home with their families. And I remember parents asking me like, you know, like what should I do? How can I become a better parent? And for a few, the truth was I wanted to tell them, well, the next time your kid runs away,

don't fucking report it. Just let them go. Just let your 16 year old go. Just give them a small chance to spend just their few remaining formative years with someone who's not a total piece of shit. Anyway, all glad it's, it's probably meant well, you know, paving that road to hell with some good intentions.

So she'd come and visit Norma Jean kind of here and there those first seven years slipping out and slipping in and out, excuse me, of kind of Norma's early life, which had to be confusing and terrible for a little Norma Jean. She doesn't know who her dad is. Her mom's left her with foster parent.

Probably feels abandoned, you know, but then, you know, instead of being able to kind of let go and cling to the new kind of, you know, parental figures, you got this mom figure who would just come in and out of her life. I read all these things about like, you know, sometimes she'd visit her like, you know, a few days a month, you should have saturdays when she wasn't working, but then a lot lot of those days she'd go out on dates

So she'd like come say high real quick and then ah gotta go to date now just doesn't sound like a good mom in any way shape or form and It was yeah bummer for a little normal gene because the bowlers they loved her and sort of their son Lester Who was only three months older than Maryland the two were actually known as the twins because they were inseparable So she could have a little brother, you know? But they were separated. Because God tragedy, man. On August 18, 1933, Lester is mauled to death

by a neighbor's pit bull in front of young Maryland. The Bollenders couldn't understand why the dog killed their son, but left a little normal gene unharmed. So they grew to resent her, telling her, if you're still good with dogs, why don't you let them raise you? And then they threw it out of their home.

And for the next three months, Norma was accepted by and lived with a pack of feral dogs, whose behavior she soon learned to control with her mind, eventually teach them to rob local banks and count cards at a local black Jeff table. Okay, so the dog shit never happened. Please tell me you figured that out before I got to the bank robbing and the card games,

Vact reality. August 1933. Gladys, mom, buys a small home at 6'812, Aarbol Drive and Hollywood, normal moves in with her. She and her twin, little less, actually are separate, little lesser. Gladys gets a job in the movie industry,

she's working as a film cutter at consolidated film industries, but the good times don't last very long at all. Because that's same goddamn pit bull that killed fucking Lester. Eight, her mother. No wait, I already said I was joking with that. No, but the good time really don't last long. In January of 1934, Gladys has a nervous breakdown and is committed to a mental institution for a long time.

And after she is committed, Norma continues to live in the same home her mom had bought with a British couple, her mom had been renting some rooms too. And that goes on for the rest of the year, but then that couple runs into financial problems. I mean, this is, you know, like a great depression of the 1930s. They have to return to England, so then she goes to live with some neighbors. Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Giffins. Harvey was a sound engineer with radio corporation of America. The Giffins offered to a doctor, but Gladys refused that also. And then Goddamn it. Here's another, here's the second set of parents. These ones sounded great by everything I read who could have given her a good life.

And she's like, no, no, no, I'll be out. And so then Maryland goes to live with Grace McKee, a friend of her moms, who'd met her mom when they both worked for Columbia Pictures, and then Grace becomes a Norma's legal guardian. But Grace wasn't married, couldn't provide for or take care of Maryland, so she places her in the Holly Grove orphanage at 815 North L Centro Avenue in Los Angeles when Little Norma is nine.

She's occupant number 3463. Two chances again to be adopted, 815 North L Centro Avenue in Los Angeles when Little Norma is nine. She's occupant number 3, 4, 6, 3. Two chances again to be adopted, both shot down by Gladys, now she's in a fucking orphanage. Good job mom. Good job mom. For nearly two years, Maryland would remain at the orphanage, a place Maryland herself would later describe as a quote, child factory. A play where she cleaned the bathroom, worked in the cafeteria.

She called it easily one of the worst experiences of her life. When she was there, she used to sneak onto the roof and read magazines about movie stars. That her guardian Grace would bring when she came to visit. She dreamed to be in his famous as Jean Harlow someday. That was like her idol when she was young, but it must have seemed like light years away for young Norma. You know, sometimes Grace would take her to the movies at Grama's Chinese Theatre, too. Later, she'd say at the time of her life, again, she used to really kind of dream about being a movie star. And this is going to come back later, that theater, just a strange kind of reality she had where she was in her childhood around, you know, kind of so much sadness and then that same geographic space around so much fame and fortune later. That, kind of so much sadness and then that same geographic space

around so much fame and fortune later. That must have been so surreal. One story that stands out from her time at the orphanage really stood out to me is, check this out. She says that the kids there would get a birthday cake on their birthday. What if I just stopped there? What if I thought that was weird?

Check this out, you guys. She thought kids got a fucking birthday cake. What? Who does that? You find out I'm like the one person who just never got the medal on birthday cakes? No, this is what happened. The kids would blow out the candles on the birthday cake, these poor orphans, and then the cake would be taken away.

They wouldn't get to eat it, only to reappear the next time a kid had a birthday. This is from an interview with Marilyn about her orphanage days. Who, what the fuck? That's worse than just not having a cake. Whose idea was that? Was that what they have a meeting for that?

Uh, hey guys, uh, you know how we don't have enough money to buy all the orphans' cakes? Well, I was thinking, hear me out. We do have enough money for one cake, right? I mean, right? We have enough money for one cake. Here's what we do. We buy one cake and we keep it in a dry cupboard and that doesn't get any mold on it.

And, you know, we put some cardboard around it so it smudges it and we just give the kids that cake. That's what we do. We give the kids that cake. But what happens when the kids eat the cake at the first birthday party? That's not it. That's not it.

No one eats the cake. What do you mean, no, an easy cake? What do you do with cake? Dennis, that's what you do. You eat cake. Look! Listen to what I'm trying to tell you, Bernadette. No one eats this cake. Think of it as more of a vase for the candles than as an actual cake. It's just a place for sticking candles in. Then the kids, they blow out the candles and then we take the cake away. So maybe we should use, got find some reusable candles as well.

There we go! Now you get it burned to death. Now you're thinking like a true or frenzy type ridiculous villain character. Okay, so if you're wondering, could this could this happen? Could you actually keep her using a cake like that over and over?

I'm gonna go with, yes, I'm gonna tell you why. Personal experience. My roommates and I had a grocery with yes, I'm gonna tell you why. Personal experience. My roommates and I had a grocery store sheet cake in my junior year of college. I don't even remember how we got it, but I do remember it stayed on this little side table in living room for a good three months. I think he actually even longer.

I feel like it was like three to six months. It was I remember being there like most of a school here. And then one night during a kegger, this hammered drunk kid, this hammered freshman named Andrew, took a bite of that cake, just helped himself. Just hammered drunk, like blackout drunk, scooped himself some of that cake. And my roommates and I just kinda looked at each other

and we more and more and more and more and terribly debated if we should tell him how incredibly old that cake was. Like we just kept there as a joke at that point. But then instead of warning him, we decided to take an alternate route with our behavior. We decided to chant, eat the cake, eat the cake, eat the cake. Somehow, the whole party starts chanting, eat the cake. And then he ends up a few minutes later in only his beer drenched, tidy, wide underwear, in this living room full of like 30, 40 college

kids chant, eat the cake, eat the cake. And then I remember him like gyrating his hips and thrusting and dancing around and as he shoved fuckin' handfuls of this incredibly old cake into his mouth, washing it down with beer. The more he ate, the more we chant. Eat the cake, eat the cake.

You single handedly ate most of this entire fuckin' sheet cake. And to the best of my recollection, he didn't die. So you know, a cake can probably last longer than you might think. Anyway, enough of that fun light-hearted anecdote. Let's get back into the torturous sadness that is Marilyn Monroe's childhood. August 10, 1935, Grace McKee, who'd been visiting Norma Jean as often as she could, while Norma remained in the orphanage, Mary's Irving Duck got hered. Actor turned precision instrument technician, which basically means he was a mechanic, on

August 10th, 1935 again. He's not just a mechanic though, he's also a drunk. Yes, and Norma moves in with Grace and ducked the drunk, shortly after their wedding. She's taken out of the child factory and dropped into the molestation pit. Yep. Late 1937, Marilyn tells a therapist, later, that when she was just 11 years old, Doc came home drunk one night, stumbled into her room and sexually assaulted her. Awesome. Right after fucking getting taken from the orphanage, Jesus Christ. So, Norma told no one, but Grace must have suspected something because she sent Norma away shortly after that

to live with Norma's great aunt, Ida Martin and Compton, California. Pre-Dr. Dre Compton, mind you, they weren't sipping on gin and juice, weren't rocking those 64-in-pollars there just yet. It's a quiet suburb. Also, Norma later revealed this wasn't the first time she'd been molested.

She claimed that a neighbor molested her when she was living with the Bollenders when she was six or seven. And then shortly after that, a cousin had touched her inappropriately as well. All this before junior high, shortly after moving in with Aunt Ida, she alleged a neighbor girl, awesome molested her. Just I can do her early childhood, just a complete shit show. Okay, so fall of 1938, let's move there.

Her stay with Aunt Ida short lived in that fall. She moves again, this time to live with Guardian, Grace, McKee's aunt, Anna, different aunt, not by blood, Anna, on Nebraska Avenue in the Sautelle neighborhood of Los Angeles, and incredibly Anna seems to have little to no interest in either molesting Norma or allowing her to be molested. Actually, she was very kind to Norma,

or began to dream in earnest of being an actress all there and encouraged her to tell her she was going to be a big star. And then, sadly, in front of Maryland, Anna was whisked away by a pack of feral pit bulls led by their three-legged eye patched first-in-command bow jangles. And Anna was never to be seen again. No, actually it was Anna told Norma. She believed that Stanley Gifford was her real father and that her mother had recently tried to escape from a psychiatric care facility to see her but then had been transferred

to a more secure facility in San Francisco. Man, my family are a lot of her own problems. Gladys is lucky, she had been institutionalized a few decades earlier or as those you who listened to my insane asylum episode knows you would have been lobotomized. Already, my old Dr. Ice Pick brain stabber. September 1941, Norma still living with Anna and rolls in Van Nies high school, and then

a year later Anna is deemed too old to care for Norma, until she graduates, and rather then returned to the orphanage, 16-year-old Norma does the next best thing. She drops out of high school and marries her high school boyfriend, James Dottore. Dorety, there we go, James Dorety. The 21-year-old former football star in school president who had a great job at Lockheed Martin. I should note here that in the 1940s being a 21-year-old dude, a date in the 15 or 16-year-old girl was normal as opposed to now where it's unequivocally creepy. You're not going to find out your high school sophomore daughter is dating a 21-year not gonna find out your high school sophomore daughter is dating a 21 year old high school,

a former high school sports star, and current go getter. Nope, if she's doing that, she's gonna be dating a 21 year old dirt bag. We've got picked on a high school and it's kind of making a living plane online poker, some shit. Side note, I know some high school kids do listen to this podcast. If you do wanna make it in Hollywood, if you wanna have even a snowball chance in hell, it you want to have even a snowball's chance in hell, is making these biggest stars, it's Marilyn Monroe.

And I know that little phrase doesn't make sense, but you have to drop out now, you have to get married, okay? It's the only way, drop out of high school, get married. That's how you become a star. And the rest of becoming famous and wealthy, it just kind of works itself out once you do that. June 19th, 1942, Maryland just barely 16 years old, married for the first time, and Anna helps plan and pay for the

wedding. Her mom, sorry, sends her best wishes from mental institution. Old Doc is unable to attend. He's already made plans to Melissa, another family member probably that day, busy schedule, you know, by all accounts her new husband Jim seemed like a good dude, and he at least is happy with the marriage. The young couple goes fishing, it's German Lake, they ski at Big Bear Lodge, occasionally go to the movies, go dancing, Jimma Dority's recollection of this period suggests

they let a carefree and fun loving existence. Marilyn, on the other hand, recalled in a 1956 interview that she made a suicide attempt during this time. So not as happy for her. She later reflect on how she felt. She felt like she was dying of boredom. She'd say, my marriage didn't make me sad, but it didn't make me happy either.

We were husband. My husband and I barely spoke to each other. This wasn't because we were angry. We had nothing to say. I was dying of boredom. OK, so she's not fulfilled. Jim is stable, but not exciting. I'm sure she tried to repress her childhood dreams of Hollywood's start on at first, but

you know, probably just couldn't make him go away. Being the All-American Housewife just, you know, wasn't her destiny. So 1943, Jim signs up for the merchant marines during World War II and becomes a physical training instructor. He's sent to live on a training base at Catalina Island where he and Maryland will go live for roughly a year. Man, living on Catalina Island with the young Maryland Roe. Things are good for old Jim Dirty in 1943.

1944 Jim is shipped overseas and Maryland moves in with his mom back in Burbank and gets job working at the radio plane company in Burbank. A defense plant owned by actor Reginald Denny, a man who had co-starred with Catherine Hepburn and Greta Garbo. And this is Reginald Denny. I don't have the research from front of me right now, but just popped to my head. But isn't he the dude who got hit with a brick after the Rodney King rights as well? I mean, he's not that dude.

It wasn't her dude named Rachel Denny. They got smacked with the head with a brick. I just remember Jim Kerry impersonating him on a living color many years ago. All right. That's nothing new with anything. And here at this aviation plant, where she sprayed the fuselages of target planes with a pungent liquid plastic,

she'd get her first big break. Another good lesson for you young kids out there listening. Another good lesson for young actors or actresses, that's being hopefuls. If you wanna be discovered by Hollywood, you fucking drop out of high school, that's step one. Step two, get married immediately. Step three, get a job at a factory.

If Marilyn Monroe can be discovered at a factory, so can you, it's the only way. All stars are discovered in factories. Forget acting lessons, forget casting calls, factory work. That's how you become a star. Okay, so 1945, Army photographer, David Conover, visits the plant on assignment

and is immediately attacked by wild dogs working for the Emperor of Japan on a mission of sabotage. No, he's there to shoot photographs of women working to aid the war effort. He's searching for someone to boost the morale of the boys overseas, and that's when he discovers 18-year-old, Norma Jean Dordy, who was so hot

her hotness stood out even when wearing company overalls. That's hot. That's what we call overall hot, which is, you know, one of the highest forms of hot. It's, you know, right under human skin vest hot. If you can wear a vest made out of human skin from people you've killed personally and still be hot, out of human skin from people you've killed personally and still be hot. You're the hottest form of hot. Anyway, David asked her to model for a series of photographs for Yank magazine. Yank magazine. That sounds like a euphemism. I'm sure it's like about Yankee, you know, but the eighth grader of me is like, Yank magazine. All right. What's what's what's what was our sister publication? Tug Tug journal. Okay, Conifer's appealing shots of Norma Jean resulted in her first magazine cover and led to her career as a model

Having never felt a essential belonging in her early childhood. Norma Jean now knew exactly where she belonged in front of the camera In front of the camera. That's what I belong Well one thing led to another and more photographers began working with Norma, who still worked at the plant during the day, and we do her shoots on the weekends and at night. And she soon signed with Blue Book Model Agency in Los Angeles, began lightening up her hair at the requested photographers, moving from her natural brunette colors slowly and surely to that platinum blonde. We all know now by the time her husband came back to on leave for Christmas in 1945, she had quit her job at the plant and now was modeling full time.

And Jim notices a big change in normal. She's no longer, you know, the dohy teenager whose primary focus is being his wife. Now she's a model first, wife second. And that might seem normal now for like, you know, in the post-feminist world, or sorry, in the feminist world, you know, from that front, in the world after, excuse me, the post-feminist kind, or sorry, in the feminist world, you know, from that front, in the world after, excuse me, the post-feminist kind of movement of the 60s and 70s, excuse me, I can't talk. But it was atypical for sure in the 1940s.

Jim's career wasn't the only career that mattered anymore. And things began to fall apart when he shipped back out to sea in early 1946. They were effectively done as a couple. She stopped sending letters, a few weeks later, filed for divorce. By the end of 1946, the divorce was finalized and Norma's modeling career begins to really take off

in earnest with the rise and popularity of pinup girls. Yeah, man, I love pinup girls. The pinup look has been the look I've always found sexiest when it comes to modeling. Big smiles, heels, curvy physique, such a fun mix of sexiness and innocence that look. I've always preferred the pinup look to the high fashion model look. To me, pinup girls are way sexier than runway models. Give me a suicide girl look over an L cover girl look

any day. The pinup look conveys to me, you know, sense of fun-loving, carefree good times as opposed to the cold unattainable look of the high-fashion model. So I get man, I get why I became popular. Love it. So, and she was, her and Betty Page, man, the best, in my opinion, with a pen of luck. So in 1945, 1946, Norma Jean Dorotry does a ton of pen up shoots. These modeling shoes paid for the bills from Maryland as she tries to break into acting.

And they also kind of lead to her first big break in acting. Howard Hughes, future time suck episode and president of RKO Pictures, among many other business interests, seized one of her pinup photos on the cover of Laf magazine, in 1946, and wants to meet her to engage her interest in appearing on film. Then her agent parlayed that interest

into interest from other studios, almost like a bidding war, and she gets to deal with Fox, Fox Studios. Fox casting director Ben Lyon helps the original blonde bombshell or had helped the original blonde bombshell Jean Harlow get her career going in the 30s, mainly with a huge fan of Jean. So this must have been awesome for her. And reportedly said when he saw Marilyn, it's Jean Harlow all over again. He knew she had star potential right away. I forget an approval from a few other Fox execs. Norma gets her first film contract in 1946

for $75 a week for six months. At which time, she would be reviewed and possibly signed for another six months. Now $75 a week may not sound much now, but that was solid money back in 1946. You know, you carry that over into a year, that's $3900 a year when the average household income was $2,600.

So it's not like wealth, but it's solid money. Well Ben Lyme also supposedly changed Norma's name in 1946. He didn't like the sound of Norma Jean. He remembered a stage actress from the 20s whom he had long admired. A musical performer named Marilyn Miller. He liked the eliteration.

He liked the name Marilyn with suit Norma's new glamorous identity as a Hollywood starlet. Instead of Miller, Norma suggested her mother's kind of family name Menro as a last name. And again, he liked that alliteration, Marilyn Menro. He told Norma Jean that the double-ann was a lucky omen and presto-changio, Norma, Jean, Mortensen, Baker, Dortree, is transformed into Marilyn Menro. And then just like that, nothing really happened. Yep, I actually thought before a research in this that Marilyn Rose was some kind of overnight, overnight success, you know,

like she was just discovered and then bam superstar, not even close. After signing that initial contract, she was used as an extra in a variety of films in late 1946 or early 1947. Then she got one line in 1947's classic film, Scudda Who Scudda Hey. A film I haven't seen, because I've always refused to watch any movie with the word Scudda, Who or Hey in the title. And that son of a bitch has all three. In this movie, she says,

Hi, Rad to the main character as Rad walks by. I was the one and only line in the movie. The character's name being Rad, by the way. Very, very different. If she was like, hi, Rad! Because then, in addition to being, you know, a poor piece of dialogue, that would have improved of fucking time travel, since no one was saying Rad in 1947.

Well, that one line was cut from the film, but she was given another role immediately in 1947's dangerous years. She was giving 14th Billing in a movie with 15 actors and then Fox dropped her. Yeah, incidentally, given 13th billing in that movie was a certain one-eyed three-legged pit bull, Bojangles. That dog would go on to redefine Hollywood's depiction of fictitious three-legged one-eyed canines I keep annoyingly bringing up forever. 1947, out of work, Marilyn turned to theater to try to gain some acting experience to convince

the business, the business of the Hollywood to give her another chance. She landed one of the lead roles in a lighthearted spoof of Hollywood and titled Glamour Preferred, and the small, now defunct Bliss Hayden miniature theater in Beverly Hills. But while there she ended up hurting her back due to constantly having to crouch in the tiny theater. It had a four foot tall ceiling and the stage was only three feet wide But it was said quote if you can act in miniature you can act for the big time and Quote if you can play teeny tiny you can play larger than life and quote if you can work small You can work Hollywood Avenue billboard tall

All right, I'm guessing miniature refers to the limited number of seats at this theater, not an actual tiny building. She appeared in at least one other production at Bliss Hayden and then took acting lessons at the actors lab, or I can only assume actors were continually forced to play scientists.

Of course, the scientist part is also nonsense, but however, taking lessons at the lab nearly did ruin her career. During the anti-communist paranoia of the early 1950s McCarthyism, actors feared to be communists, could be blacklisted and banned from working in entertainment. And the founders of the actors lab had that happen to them. Unreal. Such a fucking weird era, man.

Early 50s McCarthyism. The whole thing in entertainment where they just, you know, suspected people having communist agendas most did not. And even they did. What the fuck? How was that going? It's a fucking free country. whole thing in entertainment where they just, you know, suspected people having communist agendas most of them did not. And even they did. What the fuck? How is that going? It's a fucking free country.

Well, you should be allowed to have a communist party in America, right? It's free. Let people want to want to, if the majority wants to move towards communism, then I guess that's what we're fucking doing. And that's what I agree with that. But it's just crazy to me when they do things like that in America. It's a free country. As long as you fucking agree with our corporate interests. And then when you don't, less free, we're gonna go with less free. All right,

1948 hard work and grinding it out to theater pays off for Maryland, 1948. She's given the second chance. She signed the six month contract with Columbia Pictures. Maryland's first film for Columbia is second billing. So moving up from that, what, what was it? 14th earlier, and Ladies of the Chorus, a low budget musical featuring Maryland as a burlesque star who falls in love with the son of a socially prominent family. Haven't seen that either,

because I refuse to see movies with the word chorus in the title. But now that I know it's about the world of burlesque, I'm into it. You had me at burlesque, big fan. She sings a few songs in this film, and she actually listened to him, she has a really pleasant singing voice. Check this out.

It was cold outside of Tiffany's. I was shivering in the storm. I walked in and asked a gentleman, Well, Columbia execs like her performance in this movie. Like it enough that they actually spliced the scene of one of her songs into another movie, Okinawa in 1952. How crazy is that? They took a scene out of a movie, they showed people in the theater in 1948, and then just reused it in a totally different movie that didn't even star mail them in row in 1952.

Can you imagine if they did that today? There's no way they'd be ridiculed on the web. You could never get away with that. Watching the new Logan X-Men movie halfway through the movie. They just splice in four minutes from Deadpool. Why'd you guys do that? Well, we thought that the scene when Deadpool had just regrew his hand was a good scene. People seem to like it. Tested well, and we didn't have to pay for it again. So, you know, why not give the people what they want? But you already gave them that. Well, why not give the people what they already have wanted?

Unfortunately for Marilyn, Columbia Pictures was ran at the time by notoriously awful man named Harry Con and her contract was not renewed, despite how well she did. Legend has, he was too lazy to walk down the hall from his office to a screening room to watch her audition for born yesterday.

So she never got the role. Another legend has it that Con invited Marilyn to spend a weekend aboard his yacht when she refused. He snapped at her. This is your last chance, baby. Shortly thereafter, her contract came up and Con refused to renew it. So, you know, lazy or dirtbag, which one was he? Or both.

I feel like 75% of entertainment execs fall into one or both of those categories. 1949. Rest of 1948, early 1949, we're rough from Marilyn. 75% of entertainment execs fall into one or both of those categories. 1949, Rest of 1948, early 1949, we're rough from Maryland. She was out of a contract again. She'd been cast out of Hollywood twice now. She picks up a few small parts as an uncontracted actress and a few minor films, most notably Love Happy, one of the Marx brothers later films, and a ticket to Tomahawk, one of the weirdest named films of all time. But again, without a contract, without regularawk, one of the weirdest names films of all time. But again, without a contract, without regular income, financial trouble leads her to making a decision that

could have killed her career, but ended up kind of launching her to start on later in the long run. She agreed to post completely nude for a photographer Tom Kelly on May 27, 1949. He was shooting some picks for a racey pinup calendar. She signed the release as Monum and Ro trying to hide her identity. And then one of the pictures from the shoot titled Golden Dreams,

one of the non-nude photos, where she's in a little scanty, little bikini, skimpy, excuse me, bikini. This photo begins appearing on calendars, dexacards, keychains, coasters, glasses, et cetera, odd collectibles in December of 1953 golden dreams, in which Maryland isn't again totally nude, is also used to launch the premiere issue of Playboy magazine, that cover photo. So the photo, along with the first one titled a new wrinkle, would go on to become two of the most famous pictures in Hollywood history.

Maryland would only make 50 bucks off the actual photo shoot, but the exposure they got, her made her household name. Original sales of that calendar reached 8 million copies by the mid-1950s with millions more sold off of bootleg versions. Basically, every dude between the ages of 12 and 40 had either seen, either had, or had seen that calendar in the 1950s. So shortly after that calendar comes out, she means Johnny Hyde, long time William Morris agent

who gets her a big role in the 1950s, the Asphalt Jungle. Strangely enough, former husband Jim Dority, by that time a Los Angeles police officer, is assigned to keep the fans behind the barricades at the Grommons Egyptian theater premiere of the Asphalt Jungle. The same movie theater she used to see films with Grace McKee when that woman with her guardian would come visit her when she was living in that horrible orphanage when she was a kid. She didn't attend their premiere on the advice of her agent, maybe he knew Jim was there, but what a strange experience it must have been for her, right? To have a triumph like that, to that to premiere, you know, like that, this film, she has a prominent role in in front of the man, you know, that she had walked away from and

married at a place where she would go, to escape through orphanage as a kid. Yeah, just what a weird moment that must have been for her. 1950, her strong showing in the asphalt jungle, helps her new agent Johnny get her a smaller role in a bigger movie, Joseph Mancoot's All About Eve. So you know, bigger director, smaller role, bigger director, all about Eve appeared, actually, is a very well-received film. Pared to number 16 on the American Film Institute's 1998 list

of the 100 best American films of all time. All about Eve received 14 Academy Award nominations. Feet only matched by the 1997 film Titanic and the 2016 film La La Land. Betty Davis and Anne Baxter both received best actress nominations for the same film. By far the most prestigious movie Marilyn had landed a pardon and that role led directly to another screen test with Fox Studios. So Marilyn, you know, she closes this deal on December 10th, 1950. Unfortunately, the agent who'd fought to get her another chance in Hollywood, Johnny Hyde has a heart attack seven days later on December 17th. And then he dies the next day.

Man, I was so upset by his passing, she actually attempted to suicide herself the following week, writing a note leaving some of her belongings to another friend and nearly overdosed she not a bottle of sleeping pills. Man, well, once she recovers from Johnny's death, she finds herself at the beginning of a real career in Hollywood now. And she's got a real shot now. Fox puts her to work almost immediately in the 1951 comedy as young as you feel. Critics praise her performance.

The film does well at the box office. Color photo of her is featured in Life magazine. She's asked to be presented at the Academy Awards ceremony. Her inclusion as a presenter was probably based on her appearance that Johnny got on all about Eve, one of the most prominent feature films, again that previous year. Marilyn presented the Oscar for outstanding

achievement and sound recording to Thomas T. Molten for his work on all about Eve. And then Foxy Media puts her in another movie, 1951's Love Nest. And now she was successful enough to start getting the hate and jealousy she'd get the rest of her career. TV personality Jack Parr had a secondary role in Love Nests, and he's one of the first of her co-stars to speak unkindly about her, and along the same lines that a lot of people

would. He comments that he saw Marilyn Curie around several books by Marcel Proust while on the set he claims that she never read one. She was just a dumb blonde starlet. That stereotype really gets going. Parr says her attempts to become well read were just mere pretensions remarking that quote beneath the facade of Marilyn there was only a frightened waitress in a diner. Well, fucking dicky sounds like there.

Par's opinion, although echoed by other people throughout the years, I think it's bullshit, you know, you apparently did not know with it during the production of Lovenest. Marilyn was enrolled in adult extension program, some adult extension program at the University of California, Los Angeles, UCLA. Jack Parr, himself, never attended any college courses at all. So while at UCLA, Merlantin courses in literature

and art appreciation, she was bright and intellectually ambitious. Traces just happened to be completely overshadowed by a curvy figure in the extremely patriarchal society of 1950s America. And then also, 1951, such a big year for Maryland, she landed a new contract at Fox for seven years now, huge contract, all right? Never have to worry about money again for the rest of her life. And then last but not least, before we hop out of this timeline, 1951, also a huge year for one Michael McDonald. It's the year

he was conceived in Ferguson, Missouri. He'd be born on February 12, 1952, it's the year he was conceived in Ferguson, Missouri. He'd be born on February 12, 1952, and in 1983, he would join forces with two-time Academy Award nominee and brother from another mother, James Ingram, to sing the smash hit Grammy-Award winner for Best R&B Performance by a duel or group with vocals,o Be There. Yamo Be There. Ah, ah, ah, I will get sick of McDonald and you. Okay, I know there was a lot of info also, but I just felt like before we got into the famous marriages and the superstar that was Marilyn Monroe, the kind of the Marilyn Monroe we remember, we just needed to understand where she came from. It's just in and down the one hand, you have a person who's achieved fame and financial

stability by the age of 25, hard to feel sorry for that. However, on the other hand, you have someone who never had a proper male role model, someone who never knew a father's love, someone who never really knew a mother's love. She grew up with a minimum of seven different family situations, plus an orphanage, plus a mom, I think she actually had many other foster, little quick foster family situations other than that. A few days here, a few days there, mom bouncing in and out of her life. She's molested by not one, but several people, one of which was a father figure, a doctor

drunk all before the age of 16, when then she drops out of high school and gets married and is working on a factory by 18. And then over the next seven years, she experiences her first divorce, a taste of 16, when then she drops out of high school and gets married and is working at a factory by 18. And then over the next seven years, she experiences her first divorce, the taste of Hollywood followed by rejection, another taste of Hollywood followed by another rejection, finally some success, and then the one person she can share it with dies a week later. She may be only 25 right now in our little narrative, but she's, she's, she's an old 25. She's had a hard, hard 25 years in many ways so far. But now she's becoming a real star.

She's loved by millions across the country, a country something she's always wanted. She once said, quote, I wanna be a big star more than anything, it's something precious. I really love this quote of hers. She says, quote, I used to think as I looked out on the Hollywood night

there must be thousands of girls sitting alone like me, dreaming of becoming a movie star. But I'm not going to worry about them. I'm dreaming the hardest Wow, well, yeah, it's worked out for she stars in 1952's class by night a smashing box office success partly because those nude photos from her calendar shoot a few years prior resurface Could have been a scandal for some but it just enhanced her fame The photos were used again in the first edition of Playboy as I mentioned in 1953, and now she's not just a star.

She's a sex symbol. The sex symbol's status is something she struggles with the rest of her career. Her looks and sex appeal did launch her to fame, but also held her back artistically when she tried to be considered more dramatic, more serious roles. The public in general just never really took her seriously, ever when she was alive. She got thrown into that hot, ditsy blonde category and she just couldn't pull her way back out really.

The public didn't think it was a part she was playing. They thought that really was her. Why do we do that? Why do we denigrate in actresses' abilities when she does a sexy photo shoot, for example? Especially if it's nude. Isn't that interesting? I think like, why is it okay to be naked

in like an art house film, but not in a porno, for example? I mean, really think about that for a second, you know? Take away your judgments, take away your preconceived notions. Simulated sex is okay, but not real sex, just to go with that example. Pretty silly when you think about it, the lines we choose to draw,

totally subjective, arbitrary lines. Can a woman be a serious actress and be comfortable and even excited to show off her naked body? Why do we, why do those two seem mutually exclusive? I don't know, it just reminds me of some models I worked with when I hosted a morning show for Playboy's TV channel, and if you're surprised hearing the Playboy recently had a TV channel, so was I, when I got the audition. Now, we're some of the Playboy models I worked with on that show, Incredibly Dumb. Yeah, just people in general can be incredibly dumb, for sure.

Were some of them extremely intelligent? Yes. They really were. Yeah. I was surprised by how many women who asked me about the show when I was working on it seem more offended that I thought some of them were really intelligent, as opposed to being offended by me thinking

that some of them were not very intelligent. It's almost as if it just didn't seem fair to some people that women could be hot, sexually uninhibited, and intellectual. Well, I met some intelligent talented, beautiful women working there who also happened to love getting naked. Were they exploited? Sure.

But willingly. And no more exploited, in my opinion, than a dude who poses naked. No more exploited than a professional athlete who becomes promoted by TV networks who then don't pay him for the extra promotion they're doing. Promotion that makes the network exact more money. Like, you know, Hugh Hefner, then don't pay him for the extra promotion. They're doing promotion that makes the network exact more money. Like Hugh Hefner, I don't think, has it didn't exploit young attractive women with playboy, any more than like Roger Gidell explodes young male athletes

in the NFL. It's kind of the nature of entertainment to be exploited on some level. The attitude that all nude models are somehow victimized is kind of absurd to me. That's given too much power to nudity, just a fucking body. We have that, you know, I've heard that argument too, you know, get the fuck over it. We're arguing about how like, you know, low self esteem of nude models and strippers, you know, how bad it really is. Any known Maryland's case, I mean, she did clearly have daddy issues. She

did have low self esteem. But is that why she chose to model nude or part of her like it? It a part of her enjoy being an exhibitionist. I always wonder like in these situations do people feel bad? Do these women feel bad and have low self esteem because they're posing nude? Do they feel bad because they're having sex on camera in that previous example? Or do they feel bad because society's judgment, harsh judgment in that previous example? Or do they feel bad because society's judgment harsh judgment of those choices,

which is two very different things. You know, like does dancing naked for the viewing pleasure of others being objectified by others, being a victim of the male gaze, does that make someone feel bad? Or does knowing that other people, not in the strip club in that example,

think that your trash make you feel bad. You know, that judgment, again, very different things, is the activity or the judgment of the activity, the thing causing the poor self-esteem. I don't know, just interesting thought, I think, we all make these rules, you know, what's good, what's bad? We decide collectively what's sacred, what has value. Strip away all of that, and we're just, uh, my opinion of all primates, uh, who've over complicated our brains, thanks to a constant awareness of our own mortality. But I'm getting a wee bit off topic here.

I know that. I just think Maryland's later struggles to be taken seriously were directly related to our society's judgment towards embracing one's sexual nature. You know, like with Meryl Streep, be considered as good of an actress if she looked like Heidi Clume or Jacelle or if she'd posed in Playboy or some other, you know, nude magazine. I doubt it. Even if everything else was the same, even if her roles were played exactly the same way, everything else being the same.

If she would have posed nude or just been more sexy, I don't think she would be taking this seriously. Anyway, Marilyn Road did want to be taken more seriously. Acting classes, she started getting into those. She was pretty heavy, she studied method acting, tried a lot of acting coaches. She didn't at one point worked at a fish packing plant to prepare for a role. And this was the height of her fame when that wasn't common to do things like that. She moved to New York, began taking acting classes with a constant collier, attending workshops,

a method acting at the actor studio run by Lee Strasberg. Strasberg was one of the, if not the most influential acting coach of his day, born in 1901 in Austria-Hungary, raised in the lower east side of Manhattan. He was a genius at analyzing an actor's performance, a stern and cold taskmaster, as well. Short, bespeckled, and intense. He wasn't recalled student Ellen Burston, one for small talk. Love Ellen, by the way, her performance in 2000s was referring to a dream with Jared Leto

and Jennifer Connelly's riveting. For Marilyn, who grew up shunted from one foster family to another, not knowing who her father was, let's became a beloved paternal figure. Autocratic and nurturing, his acceptance of her as a private student bolstered her confidence, gave her the training to improve her acting, turned it from a movie star, and a punchline with the press into at least a true artist

in some people's eyes. She never was fully respected by the public, but she got some of them won over. So that was big for her. And I love that about Marilyn, like being famous wasn't enough for her. She wanted to be respected by Chris. She really wasn't an artist, but it just, you know, it wasn't easy to come by. For every one role she did that was well received, it seemed like there was three that were torn apart, you know her determination Did not make life easy for her her determination to be taken seriously those negative reviews weighed on her because of her childhood

She had a deep need to be loved to be wanted to not be cast aside and she Developed some serious performing's performance anxiety ended up taking long hiatus as a way from filming. The height of her fame would take more acting lessons, insist on having her acting coaches on set to help her with every take. She grew this reputation for being really difficult towards the end of her career on set, but I think a lot of it just came from, she just wanted to be really good and she was just tired of being torn apart for her performances. But enough about Evolveracting.

She'd go on to win a Golden Globe in 1960 for some like it hot. She was a huge star. She made a lot of money. Et cetera, et cetera. So let's look at the rest of her life now. She had numerous affairs, Flings brief relationships after her first marriage ended in 1946, but wouldn't commit to a truly serious relationship

again until 1952 when she met Joe DiMaggio. Legendary Yankee center-fielder who just retired the previous year. And what a relationship they'd have. Apparently Monroe wasn't as into him initially as he was into her, but his persistence paid off. The man was spitten. He'd fallen really hard for.

He'd fallen so hard for. He'd have flowers delivered to her grave on the anniversary of her death for like 20 years after she passed. When they met, he was 37, she was 25, his career had just wrapped up, he just retired from the Yankees, hers was just getting revved up, and their relationship was doomed from the start. Dimagia was obsessed with Maryland, but he saw her through his own narcissistic lands. He loved her, was thrilled to be chosen by the world's most desirable woman at that point, but he didn't want her to continue being herself.

You know, he wanted her to wear high necked blouses, low hemlines, and to quit being a movie star. A friend commented on how delusional Joe was about what he expected from Enreau. It's quote, here's this young beautiful woman on the verge of becoming one of the most successful and famous actresses in the world. And she's going to give all that up to make lasagna for Joe and spend her days changing diapers. Well doomed as it may have been on January 14th, 1940, or 54, Demagio and Monroe alope in San Francisco. The marriage apparently had ground rules laid down by Joe from the start, rules that

Maryland agreed to probably had some kind of daddy issues to be honest. She was always drawn to older men. She wanted someone to protect her laid on down some rules. Well, here's Joe's rules. Demaggio had to approve all of her future films. Monroe was never to be semi-dressed. She had to break out of her dumb blonde type casting. A point she agreed with there, and she wasn't to outshine him basically. When she did, he'd sleep in another bedroom

and go days without speaking to her. Why did people go into relationships with that kind of nonsense from the fucking get go? Here's some real advice to the young people listening. If someone wants to be in a relationship with you, but only on the conditions of X, Y, and Z run, get the fuck out, they should be looking for a partner, not a project.

And if you feel like you need to be someone's project, you're not ready for relationship. Go get your shit together on your own. Go fix whatever you need fixing, whatever you feel like you have to fix, but then don't fix whatever you really don't want to and find someone who loves you kind of as it's. Well apparently, Joe wasn't just controlling. He was physically abusive. His son, Joe Jr. recalled being woken up one night by his dad and Maryland's fighting saying, quote, I was asleep downstairs and I woke up to the sound of my father and Maryland screaming., saying, quote, I was asleep downstairs, and I woke up to the sound of my father

and Maryland screaming. After a few minutes, I heard Maryland race down the stairs and out the front door and my father running after her. He caught up to her and grabbed her by the hair and sort of half dragged her back to the house. She was trying to fight him off, but couldn't. Yikes.

Also, some real advice, ladies, listen, if a dude puts his hands on you They tend not to stop right do do a research you want on that But don't think oh he would just you just really mad one time now when a dude crosses that line and fuck starts smacking Yeah, get the fuck out fuck that guy like seriously just out Okay nine months in Monroe could take no more. In October 1954, she files for divorce, citing mental cruelty. Oh, apparently the filing obliterated Jolton Joe, for the rest of his life,

Marilyn Rose, his singular obsession, he dated girls who looked like her, and this is so weird. This is the weirdest thing I found on everything I researched about Marilyn. Rumor has it, Demagio spent $10,000 on a life-size sex doll made him in Rose image. One year after Monroe filed for divorce,

he allegedly showed it to Asturitus, he was seen and said, she's Maryland the magnificent. She can do anything Maryland can do except talk. How crazy is that? That's true. And how powerful was her sexual attraction? If it was, she turned one of the greatest baseball players

of all time into a doll fucking maniac when she left. Like, God. Okay, well, Monroe takes a break from serious dating after Joe Dahlfucker, Demagio, and it's something that I think is super cool. She opens her own production company in 1954, Marilyn Monroe Productions Incorporated. A thing very common for actors and actresses.

Now, extremely uncommon back then. I think Monroe actually was the first actress to do this. I mean, there were maybe a few actors, did something similar, but Marilyn Row Productions was established with 101 shares of stock. Marilyn controlled 51 shares. Her partner, business partner, Green, controls rooming 50. Her function was the star and the film was

like to buy the company. Well, Green was going to conduct all the business and pay the bills. And she did this because she wanted a better contract from Fox. It was such a different era back then, the age of studio contracts. A handful of studios controlled every aspect of filmmaking

from the 1920s into the 1960s, once they let the talkies start to go in. Production, talent, distribution, actors and actresses forced to kind of become company men. Most actors and actresses didn't audition for various roles. They did a screen test to find out if a studio wanted to work with them. And then they were assigned to contracts and told what movies they would be in.

And Marilyn didn't like this system. She was sick of these dumb blonde roles being pushed on her roles with no substance. And although she was, although she was under contract with Fox, all of a sudden she just refused to accept these roles that they wanted her to take. And she started her own company to produce her own films. Again, extremely unheard of. Fox tries to teach her a lesson by casting someone in her place of her, and the movie she was refusing to do, casting Sherry North,

in a 1955 musical titled How to Be Very Very Popular, and it fucking tanked. Fox comes crawling back, tries off in her other roles, but she ignores those as well. She wants more money, more power of choice, and her contract. They try badmouth her in the press now, they take it public. If she wouldn't work for them, they're going to ruin her reputation so she can't work at all. And then a response to Fox Trashing her in the press. She holds her own press conference now. She seems to be focusing full time

and really pushing our new production company now. And then I'm in Rose last film with Fox that she had filmed just before this feud. The seven year itches released in June 1955. And it's a huge success. And then Fox is like, oh, hey, Melon, we were just kidding. We were kidding about telling everybody that you suck and that you're a terrible person and hard to work with. How about, let me out, how about we give you everything you want it? How about we do everything the way you want it?

And then you don't continue making movies without us. How about we are so sorry? Please, he's not, he's not Lewis. Please, please, man, do not leave us. Please come back. So in September, a variety of reports that Fox was finally willing to meet Maryland's unprecedented demands, which included story and director approval,

cinematography approval, all right? In addition to her salary, it boosted to 100,000 per film. She was allowed to make films, co-produce them with her production company, work with independent producers, work with other studios. And then she signs another contract with 20th Century Fox on December 31, 1955. A few days later, they lost Angels, Mirror, News, Prince, the following statement. Marilyn Monroe, victorious in her year-long sit-down strike against 20th Century Fox, will return to the studio next month

with a reported $8 million deal. Veterans of the movie scene said it was one of the greatest single triumphs ever won by an actress. Check that shit out, right? Cool, man. Marilyn Monroe, destroyer of the studio system, take it to the man. Take it to the streets, take it to the streets. I'll share in a new era of the studio system, taken to the man. Taking it to the streets, taking it to the streets.

I'll share in a new era of the actor or producer. All right. Then in the 1956, she teams up with Fox and Bojangles to film the box office juggernaut, Bojangles takes Manhattan. The story of a one-eyed, three-legged dog slash fighter jet pilot who's been hired by the president of the United States to take back Manhattan from the clutches of the lizard illuminati.

No. In 1956, Bustop is the first film she makes after her hiatus, and it finally gives her the review she's wanted. The well-respected Bosley Croster of the New York Times opened his commentary on the film with, quote, hold on to your chairs, everybody, and get set for a rattling surprise. Marilyn Monroe has finally proved herself an actress in bus stop. She and the picture are swell. swell even.

Ooh, throwing swell around. Well, if the Hollywood elite weren't still but-her about her victory over Fox Studios, a lot of people think she would have won Academy Award for that film that year. Also, in 1956, she married playwright and screenwriter Arthur Miller, the guy who wrote deaths of a salesman and the crucible. Among many other works, Miller was a departure for her as far as her taste and men. She'd add two marriages to two athletic, original guys who wanted her to settle down, be a housewife, make some lasagna, she wasn't interested.

So she married a nerdy, academic, left-leaning political type. She really did love the nerds. One of her prized possessions was an autographed photo of Albert Einstein, which included an inscription to Marilyn with respect in the love and thanks. So any nerdy dude, time suckers, listen right now, you can be a nerd and you can get a gorgeous girl. There's precedent, all right?

You can totally be a nerd. Just don't be a fucking teased, you know, or wearing sweaters and not strong enough to open jar of pickles nerd. Don't be a gross nerd. Have some respect for yourself. When we wrote to Pride and being married to an intellectual, one quote being, if I were nothing but a dumb blonde, he wouldn't have married me.

Well, they didn't stay married to terribly long. They divorced five years later in 1961, a series of miscarriages trained their relationship. As Didman Roes and Creets and Use of a variety of pills later in her life, sedatives, tranquilizers, opiate, speed pills, sleeping pills. She's not a lot of stuff. Stuff that didn't mix well with a family history of mental illness. Some suspect she may have been experiencing bipolar symptoms as well towards end of her life. She was also consuming, if not abusing a great deal of other barbituits, methamphetamines,

not like meth, but you know, that was the ingredients, a combination of barbictuits and fedamines used for depression, opiates, sedative lbryum, alcohol, champagne was a favor to hers, but she also drank a great deal of sherry for Muth and vodka. And then her relationship with Miller was irreparably damaged when she stumbled upon a diary entry of Miller's, in which he complained that he was quote, disappointed in her. And sometimes embarrassed by her in front of his friends. Ouch. My owner was fucking devastated. One of her greatest fears, that of disappointing

those she loved had come true. I'd be devastated too, man. You think you're safe somebody and then you find out they're embarrassed by you. That's a tough one to get around. Definitely. Somebody's diaries that you embarrass them. I think you feel a little used.

You know, you question their motives for being with you in the first place if you're so fucking embarrassing So now she's 35 financially very successful, but struggling with drug use. She's been divorced three times now You know after her divorced miller. She's alone one of her biggest fears was always to be alone From her diary is a quote alone. I am alone. I am always alone no matter what Yeah No dad, no mom, not really. I mean, my mom is still alive, but not a maternal figure. Actually, a mom went out liver by many years, you know, but she wasn't, again, she wasn't a mom. Just some lady who fucked up her childhood. She has no kids. Sure, she'd taken in bow jangles as a pet, but he was in a foul mood.

His acting career had washed up. Cataractin in his remaining eye, and as arthritis in two of his three last legs. Or two of his last three legs. Sorry. Fucking nonsense. Marilyn takes the rest of 1961 after divorcing Miller and wrapping the last movie she complete. A movie Arthur Miller had wrote and directed called The Misfits. It was also Clark Gable's last film. He died of a heart attack, 10 days after wrapping kind of a cursed film The Misfits. She recandles a friendship of a cursed film, The Misfits.

She recandles a friendship of sorts in 1961 with Demagio. Maybe he was calmer towards her now that he'd been taking out his aggression on his Maryland sex doll. Then 1962, the last year of her life, she begins filming her last project, a movie that was never finished called Something's Got to Give. Apparently, her behavior on set was very erratic.

She was briefly fired by Fox. She seemed out of it at times. She's having health problems. She suffered from endometriosis and uterine tissue related disease that can cause severe stomach pain. So she had some physical ailments as well. But she did manage to make it to JFK's 45th birthday party on May 19th, 1962, where she sang her

sultry happy birthday, serenade to the notorious womanizer. We've all heard that. Happy birthday, serenade, the notorious womanizer. You know, we've all heard that. Happy birthday, Mr. President. She was rumored to have had an affair with him previously. Enrobe biographer, Jay Randi, Tara Borelli, gives an interesting account of that event, quote, the glamorous actress first caught Kennedy's eye when she made a spectacular entrance at a dinner party held in his hotel in his honor at a hotel in New York in February 1962. Actress Arland

doll, who was at the event, recalled that the president turned around and you can see that he was immediately attracted to her. Finally, you're here, he said, with a big smile. The two supposedly rendezvoused in Palm Springs and late March. JFK friend Smathers believed that Monroe regarded her relationship with Kennedy as much more serious than it actually was. Quote, it wasn't a big thing as far as he was concerned. Smathers explained. To JFK, Monroe was, like a lot of pretty girls who had fallen very much in love with the Kennedys, just by being around them a little bit. Monroe's famously sexy rendition of Happy Birthday to the President in a May 1962 fundraising event in Madison Square Garden, with triggered gossip about the two having an affair, prompted

Kennedy to back away from Monroe, according to the biographer. The movie star wouldn't take no for an answer, and reportedly called the White House numerous times in an effort to rekindle their affair until the President finally sent a friend to dissuade her. Alright, so there's that. And then just a few months later, in the early morning hours of August 5th, 1962, Monroe Psychiatrist Dr. Ralph Greenson finds her dead in the bedroom of her Brentwood home. Greenson had been called there by a housekeeper, Eunice Murray, who was staying overnight and

had a welcome at 3am, sensing that something was wrong. Murray had seen light under Monroe's bedroom door, but had not been able to get a response and found the door locked. The death was officially confirmed by Monroe's physician, Dr. Hyman Engelberg, who arrived at the house at around 3.50am. At 4.25am, they notified the LAPD. It was estimated that Monroe had died between 8.30am and 10.30pm. The toxicology report later revealing

that the cause of death was acute barbiturate poisoning. Empty bottles contained these medicines were found next to her bed. Now, the possibility that Monroe had accidentally overdosed was ruled out because the dose just found in her body were several times over the lethal limit. Okay, so was it a suicide as the coroner reported? I mean, they did find a lethal level of barbituus in her system and she had attempted to suicide in the past.

You know, kind of, not nearly that amount of pills. She did have a history of mental illness in her family, which can lead one to making some especially bad decisions. She was acting a little out of control on the set of the movie she was filming up into her death out of 33 shooting days on something she's got to give. Marilyn had showed up on the set only 12 times. So maybe she did kill herself. It's not like she was the most stable emotional

person. But on August 1st, you know, just first four days before her death, she was, she was rehired by Fox on a huge deal. It was a million dollar two picture deal. I mean, that's a deal to live for. And there's also a lot of strange stories about the days leading up to her death that make you wonder if she may have been set up. I mean, she would be the perfect person to make it look like she had killed herself, you know, with her public history. But did someone, you know, kill her and make it look like an accident? You know, and if they did, who and why? All right. So let's get into some conspiracy. So conspiracy, I'm actually kind of excited about. One popular theory is that she was killed by someone on behalf of either JFK or his brother

Robert Kennedy or both. The JFK or Bobby had something to do with it. That her death was a murder orchestrated by Bobby Kennedy to silence her. She was about to reveal all the dirty Kennedy family secrets she'd kept logged in a little red diary. There's rumors that Bobby did not act alone. He had co-conspirators in her murder. His brother-in-law actor Peter Loffer,

Maryland psychiatrist, Dr. Ralph Greenson. Supposedly he gave the star fatal injection of a penneau, Pinto Barbatol to her heart. There are allegations detailed in a book by writer Jay Margulis, a long time investigative reporter, and Monroe expert and Richard Buskin, a New York Times bestselling author of 39 fiction books.

This book called The Murder of Marilyn Monroe, Case Closed, claims that Bobby Kennedy was determined to shut her up regardless of the consequences. And Peter Loffer supposedly revealed this later. He was racked with guilt over her murder. He said it was according to these authors. It was the craziest thing he ever did.

And I was crazy enough to let it happen, talking about Bobby. It was a murder allegedly witnessed by an ambulance attendant who arrived with the film stars home in Salman Road's psychiatrist, Dr. Greenson, and Jack Dman Road directly into the heart with that barbitol, breaking a rib with a needle. Yeah, Bobby Kennedy supposedly got involved in a messy sexual affair with Maryland in the summer 1962.

And then he was sent out to LA by his brother Jack, JFK, to convince the screen goddess to stop calling the president at the White House The president was not gonna divorce Jackie and Mary her but Bobby fell under her spells slipped into the bedroom with Marilyn Quote it wasn't Bobbys intention, but the evening they became but that evening they became lovers and spent the night in our guest bedroom It's what Peter lawford allegedly revealed later and then and then she fell for you Bobby too. I guess he wasn't at JFK. Maybe she was interested in Bobby, but Bobby also wasn't going to leave his wife for Maryland. And then feeling kind of just abused and mistreated by these guys, she threatened

to go public with a whole affair. That's what the authors claim. They claim that Bobby and Marilyn got into an argument the day before her body was found. And according to this theory, Kennedy told Marilyn that he would never marry her and Marilyn threatened to stage a public conference and reveal her affairs with him and his brother. Kennedy demanded that Maryland leave him alone and to hand over the diary when she kept track of her affairs, Maryland refused and Kennedy left in a fit of rage. That's what these guys claim.

There's also claims by others that the mob was possibly involved. Darwin Porter, a biographer and travel writer who's written dozens of books claims in Maryland at rainbows end that Maryland was killed by the mob in a variation of the conspiracy I just went over. Porter speculates that mob boss Sam Giancana possibly paid off at one of the Kennedy brothers ordered a hit on her. He said that Robert Kennedy had gone to Maryland's house that day, got an argument as we've already explained. After he left, a partner of Giancana named Johnny Roselli visited her at 10 p.m. when he left. He unlocked a front door, then let five mafia hit men in. One of the hitmen sneaked out behind her while she was in the front room,

slipped the chloroform, soaked washcloth over her face, the address, her administered an enemy of barbituits, kind of a weird way to do it there. Move turned to the bedroom. Left after hearing Eunice Murray walk into the house after the police were called Peter Loffer to ride with the scene stole the little red diary You know a little red book that was said to have been filled with details about Maryland's various affairs and sexual encounters and And according to a vanity fair article When they found a bunch of her old kind of letters and diary writings and stuff

You know well after she died she did have some weird things to say about Peter Loffer She said, quote, The feeling of violence I've had lately about being afraid of Peter, he might harm me, poison me, etc. Why? Strange looking his eyes. Strange behavior. In fact, now I think I know why he's been here so long because I have a need to be frightened.

And nothing really in my personal relationships lately has been frightening me except for him. I felt very uneasy at different times with him. The real reason I was afraid of him is because I believe him to be homosexual. Not in the way I love and respect and admire who I feel feels I have talent and wouldn't be jealous of me because I wouldn't really want to be,

really want to be me whereas Peter wants to be a woman and would like to be me, I think. Okay, so she's kind of rambling there a little bit, but what I gather from that excerpt is that, she just thought it was weird that maybe he was kind of obsessed with not wanting to sleep with her, but wanting to be like her and then he's hiding this.

I mean, this is a dude, he's part of the rat pack, Peter Lofford, he was kind of a alleged womanizer, a dated various kind of female celebrities of the day. I mean, that would destroy his reputation of secretly, you know, he had a kind of a Bruce Caitlin Jenner thing going on underneath. You know, the, you know, we accept that now. They weren't going to accept that in the early 60s. You know, if he's a cross-dresser or gay, the scandal would have fucking ended his career. And what if on top of that scandal, what if he really had, really had slept with JFK and Bobby County, both brothers.

I mean, everybody knew JFK was a womanizer, but they didn't know. They didn't have it thrown in their faces during a fucking press conference with someone telling the whole world about it. And not just someone, Marilyn Monroe. And Marilyn wasn't afraid to stand up to people. She did it in a public fashion, with Fox, she stood up, you know, publicly against an entire studio, you know, that could have destroyed her career.

And the scandal would have been huge for Bobby Kennedy because he wasn't known as a womanizer, you know, I mean, a far reaching scandal like that involving Kennedy, brother-in-law, Kennedy brother-in-law Peter Lofford, JFK, Robert Kennedy, that could have ruined the entire Kennedy family's political career, you know. I mean, and this is the fucking powerful family. At least one Kennedy family member had held federal elective office every year between 1947 and 2011. They've been running in the highest circles

of East Coast politics and high society since the dawn of the 20th century. Do you think they'd let one drunk drug addicted actress tear the entire fucking machine down? I don't think so. And again, this is all speculation. The corner did rule it as a suicide, but I do think it's suspicious. You know, according to another article I found toxicology tests were only carried out on her liver. When the

deputy corner, Thomas Negoti tried to obtain other organs for further testing. He was told it had already been destroyed, which was against protocol. Is that true? Was protocol really broken? If so, why could the president of the US, the United States have pulled some strings to get something like that done? I think so. Also, Veronica Hamill, an actress who bought Maryland and Rose House in 1972, claimed that when she was renovating the house,

she discovered an extensive system of wire taps. Is that true? Why were they, why were they wiretapping her? If it was true. You know, and this is all the McCarthyism and everything's going on, there's weird shit at this air. You know, finally, the Kennedy brothers, we're both assassinated. JFK, a year after Maryland in 1963, Bobby, six years later, 1968, politicians don't get

assassinated very often in this country. Why do two members of the same family get assassinated? Could it be bad luck? Could it be coincidence? Sure. Or were they up to some shady shit and some of it came back on them? You know, was a little lived by the sword, die by the sword, you know, were they doing things, creating a lot of fucking enemies like having, you know,

potential problems killed. Again, this is a wild conjecture. Adding to it is a recent bunch of Monroe's old male, though, she kept it as been discovered. One of the letters she kept was sent by Jean Kennedy Smith, younger sister of Bobby Kennedy, and JFK, uh, letter sent to the Hollywood star, Marilyn Monroe, and in it, it says, quote, understand that you and Bobby are the new item, exclamation point.

We all think you should come with him when he comes back east. What is she talking about? Why is she referring to Robert and Marilyn as an item? Were they an item? Was his marriage in trouble secretly known within the family? You know, even the head of the FBI, this isn't just, you know, total crazy talk,

a Hoover, you know, who fuded with the FBI, this isn't just a total crazy talk, Hoover, who feuded with Attorney General Robert Kennedy. He wondered about it. In his autobiography, William Sullivan, Hoover's deputy director at the FBI wrote, Hoover was desperately trying to catch Bobby Kennedy, red handed anything he ever did. We used to watch him at parties.

Eventually, Hoover did conclude the stories about Bobby Kennedy and Marilyn Monroe were just stories, but he did look into it. You know, what if Marilyn's revelation would give Hoover the ammunition he'd been waiting for to ruin the Kennedy's career? This is a powerful politician. These are big fucking stakes we're talking about. You know, I wish I could dedicate a month to research in this particular theory, but I don't

think I'd really find much more than I gave you. You know, again, it's all wild conjecture, you know. I can make this a 30-fucking-hour podcast about Marilyn Monroe when nobody wants that. But I'm even more curious now to look into the JFK staff, man. I'm gonna have a special eye towards his Monroe affair when I do that. Bonus suck when we hit 600 reviews. So, okay. Suicide or murder. Nothing can take away from the amazing life she did have.

All right, let's end with that. A girl who dropped out of high school at 16 to get married. A girl who never knew her father who was sexually abused and tossed from place to place like a rag doll. A girl with a mom who would embed her off just to banning in her. This girl scratched and clawed her way into Hollywood royalty becoming one of the most famous actresses of all time. She defied Hollywood, stood up to Hollywood, and won, changing the way studios negotiated with actress forever. She married one of the biggest baseball stars

of all time, walked away from him when he wasn't treating her right. Married one of the greatest playwrights of the 20th century, walked away from him when he wasn't treating her right. She met Einstein, the queen of England, what a life. Learned an amazing person. And when you watch her movies,

when you look at her pictures, you get why she became a star. At least I do. People talk about that it quality, you know, in Hollywood, you know, to someone who have it, that it, that special quality, that, that intangible. I think Marilyn Monroe personified that quality. I mean, you kind of fall in love with her when you see her, you know, she's like some, you know, mythical siren drawing sailors towards a rocks. Despite her fame and beauty and magnetic charisma, though, she still died alone. Now, that's what a complex life she had.

Never really found love. And isn't life strange like that? You see somebody, you think has it all, but maybe they don't have the one thing that matters to them the most, all right? Maybe you listening, maybe you're frustrated with your job, your life in a variety of ways. But you, you know, might actually have it better and be happier. Your core than one of the biggest icons in American history. Interesting how life works. And, and now

it is time for some top five takeaways. Time, suck, top five takeaways. Number one, third times a charm Merlin and Row started and take off until her third studio contract You could easily walk away from Hollywood after the first two rejections, but she stuck at it Good lesson there regarding tenacity Even pretty people have to work hard sometimes Number two as if the thought of growing up in an orphanage wasn't sad enough on its own

Merlin and Row grew up in the only one that let orphans blow candles out on the birthday cake, only to then take that cake away from them. 3. Joe Demagio was a 13 time, mage league baseball, all star 9 time, World Series Champion, 2 time batting, home run and RBI Champion, holder of the record 56 game, hitting streak, and a guy who may have spent the early years of his retirement, fucking a $10,000 Maryland Monroe sex doll like some basement greasy haired creeper. Number four, Maryland Monroe probably died of an intentional drug overdose, but I will now forever believe me and my gut that there's a good chance she was assassinated

by the soon to be assassinated themselves, Kennedy brothers, yeah? That's what I believe. Number five, I want you to know that I for sure made up all the Bojangles references. Please know that, please know that. I don't want any of you talking about Marlamon Rose involvement,

doing some fucking tour of your own, and then start throwing out how she used to have a eye patch wear and three-legged super dog, and then start throwing out how she used to have an eye patch wearing three-legged super dog, and attributing me as a source of that knowledge and destroying what little credibility I've got. Time suck, tough, five, take away. All right, everybody, thanks for listening to this time suck.

Get ready for Pablo Plantain Bottom, Ask a Bar, this Friday, so much Coke, so much Coke. Also, I forgot to mention, because I'm more on, don't wake the bear in my last album, it's now on video. You can rent it or buy it on iTunes, you can watch it. You can watch those jokes, instead of just hearing them. Sorry, it is yet to make it to streaming, and please don't email me about when it might be

on streaming, because I don't know. It's the reason this special I will never work with, Warner Brothers Records again, going forward, I either get a release deal with a network or I self-release, so I don't end up with another special that I have no fucking control of or no idea what's happening That being said, I do think it came out well So if you want to see it again, you can rent or buy it on iTunes for the moment and thanks for all the subscriptions Thanks for telling your friends and spreading the suck Now let's ride out on a few Maryland Monroe quotes because she has some of the best ones

I'm selfish and patient and a little insecure. I make mistakes. I'm out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me and my best. A lot of ladies love that one. I like this one. Hollywood is a place where they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents

for your soul. And this one's a little sad, but a great one to hear for everyone who has a daughter. No one ever told me I was pretty when I was a little girl. All little girls should be told they're pretty, even if they aren't. I love that. Tell your girls they're pretty. And one last one, I think is just funny, regarding putting up with her, being chronically late and hard to work with, direct director, Billy Wilder once said, I have an aunt Mini who's very punctual, but who would pay to see Aunt Mini? Goodbye Norma, Jean. And goodbye you guys. Have a great week everybody.

Talk to you on Friday with that Pablo. Keep on sucking. Oh!