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Patty Hearst, 'Stockholm Syndrome' and the SLA

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  • xidrep
    Champion of the Balance
    • Nov 2004
    • 1783

    Patty Hearst, 'Stockholm Syndrome' and the SLA

    Just wondering if anyone saw the BBC 'Storyville' on this subject?

    Very good documentary on an almost Cat Corneliusesque surreal story!

    Any contemporary observations? I was only seven, sadly...

    But, man, if I was Randolph I would have tanned her butt! :P

    "And just where THE HELL have you been, young lady?"
  • DeeCrowSeer
    Eternal Champion
    • Feb 2004
    • 2214

    Did I miss it? Bum. :(

    I was hoping to watch that. Weirdly, being relatively young and quite stupid, I only knew Patty Hearst as an actress in John Waters's films. When I discovered that she was not only ridiculously rich, but also "infamous", it came as quite a surprise (although really I shouldn't be surprised about a friend of John Waters having that strange a past). It makes more sense of the scenes in Cecil B. DeMented where her character is trying to coax her son away from a cult he's joined!
    "That which does not kill us, makes us stranger." - Trevor Goodchild


    • Mikey_C
      Champion of the Balance
      • May 2004
      • 1511

      Originally posted by Patti Smith
      Hey Joe (version)

      Honey, the way you play guitar makes me feel so, makes me feel so masochistic. The way you go down low deep into the neck and I would do anything, and I would do anything and Patty Hearst, you're standing there in front of the Symbionese Liberation Army flag with your legs spread, I was wondering will you get it every night from a black revolutionary man and his women or whether you really did and now that you're on the run what goes on in your mind, your sisters they sit by the window, you know your mama doesn't sit and cry and your daddy, well you know what your daddy said, Patty, you know what your daddy said, Patty, he said, he said, he said, "Well, sixty days ago she was such a lovely child, now here she is with a gun in her hand."

      Hey Joe, where're you going with that gun in your hand ?
      Hey Joe, I said where're you goin' with that gun in your hand
      I'm gonna go shoot my ol' lady,
      You know I found her messing around town with another man
      And you know that ain't cool, watch me.

      Hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down,
      You shot her down to the ground, you shot her.
      Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did I shot her, I shot her,
      I caught her messin' round with some other man,
      So I got on my truck, I gave her the gun and I shot her,
      I shot her, shoot her one more time for me.

      Hey Joe, where you gonna, where you gonna run to,
      Where you gonna run to, Joe, where you gonna run to ?
      Go get a cover.
      I'm gonna go down South, I'm gonna go down South to Mexico,
      I'm going down, down, down to Mexico where a man can be free
      No one's gonna put a noose around my neck,
      No one is gonna give me life, no.
      I'm goin' down to Mexico, I'm going down.

      You're not going to hear 'em stand there
      And look at the stars as big as holes in the arms
      And the stars like a back truck electric flag
      And I'm standing there under that flag with your carbine
      Between my legs, you know I felt so free of death beyond me
      I felt so free, the F.B.I. is looking for me baby,
      But they'll never find me, no, they can hold me down like a
      And I'm still on the run and they can speculate what I'm fee
      But daddy, daddy, you'll never know just what I was feelin',
      But I'm sorry I am no little pretty little rich girl,
      I am nobody's million dollar baby, I am nobody's Patsy anymore
      I'm nobody's million dollar baby, I'm nobody's Patsy anymore
      And I feel so free.
      Yeah! 8)

      I remember it being pointed out as a sign of my precociousness (that how you spell it???) that I made some comment about Patti Smith on the news at ten years old. I thought she was pretty cool. I don't believe the brainwashing bullshit: I just think she had her cake and ate it too, as is the way with the rich... :twisted:
      \" ape reft of his tail, and grown rusty at climbing, who yet feels himself to be a symbol and the frail representative of Omnipotence in a place that is not home.\" James Branch Cabell