Suffice it to say there are some people who can't be corrected by way of a correctional facility. Chazz Manson is definitely one of them. But maybe, just maybe, he knows that he's not going anywhere, so rather than waste his time admitting he is rehabilitated and remorseful, he just prefers to go for the gold when he's being interviewed. If I was rotting away in a jail cell, I'd probably do the same thing. I mean, at this point he's dying in there and no amount of "I'm sorry I hacked a few people to pieces" is going to change that.
For the first time in 20 years, Charles Manson gave someone an interview. And that someone was Vanity Fair (Spanish Edition). The son of a b*tch even speaks Spanish. I wonder if he's been using Rosetta Stone? Anyway, a few notable quotes, his thoughts about President Obama, and a video of a song he wrote are below. The song is a real love ballad.
"I live in the underworld. I do not tell people what to do. They know what to do. And if you do not know, do not come to me. I am very petty. I'm very bad man. Dirty."
“I’m in the bullring. I run in the bullring with the heart of the world.”
“I don’t play. I shoot people.”
"The bad grass never dies." On the contrary, Charles. Ortho Weed-b-Gon f*cks bad grass in the ass.
“I’m too bad. I’m a mean guy. I’m an outlaw. I’m a criminal. I’m everything bad.”
As for President Obama, Chuck calls him “a slave of Wall Street.” ”I think Obama is an idiot for doing what he’s doing. They’re playing with him.”
And finally, Manson spouted off this smattering of nonsensical bullshit:
“‘We are all martyrs. Love is a martyr... That is why Christ calls attention. So they crucified him. Crucify people and their bodies hung on a cross. And we call ourselves Christians then. So who is the martyr? Who destroys love, or who destroys the destroyer? Is a circle. It's good and bad. Yes, I am a martyr. But I am also a victim. And I'm a performer. And a dam. I'm both. I am everything. I am nothing. Sooner or later the will of God will prevail over all of you. And I was condemned as the will of God. "
I never cared much to learn about his life, but evidentially Charles was an aspiring performer. A musician, no less. And here's a song he likely wrote about some fertile broad. I give you, "Garbage Dump."