March 17, 2010
One of my favorite movies when I was 10 or 11 years old was the classic “Billy Jack”.
Apparently my parents did not pay close attention to what the content of the movies they dropped me off at the local 4-plex to see included.
Billy Jack was about a “half-breed” American Cherokee Indian, Green Beret Vietnam War veteran, hapkido master who defended the hippie-themed Freedom School and its students from the racist and ignorant townspeople who did not understand or like the school or it’s students.
Though originally released in 1971 I am pretty sure I did not see it until it’s wide and highly profitable re-release in 1973.
It’s Marketing Taglines –
Just a person who protects children and other living things.
You’ve got due process, Mother’s Day, supermarkets, the FBI, Medicare, air conditioning, AT&T, country clubs, Congress, a 2-car garage, state troopers, the Constitution, color television and democracy. They’ve got BILLY JACK
When you need him, he’s always there!
Some Highlights –
The local rich boy jerk Bernard – dumps flour on some students denied in their attempt to buy ice cream because they are indian in order to make them “WHITE”. Billy Jack finds out and goes BERSERK –
There is the scene where the aforementioned Bernard is forcing a very well endowed female student with the nickname “Miss False Eyelashes” in to having sex with him and cuts her bra off and you see her large breasts DROP as the bra is cut away. Trust me very cool when you are a 10 or 11-year-old boy.
Billy Jack forcing Bernard to drive his Corvette in to the water on the count of three and then saying ”1…2….FLOOR IT”. Very cool when you are a 10 or 11-year-old boy. Also worth watching to see how inflation has affected the price of Corvettes.
Billy Jack kicking Bernard in the testicles when he confronts him prior to killing him in an act of revenge for raping the head of the school. Very cool when you are a 10 or 11-year-old boy.
In general it was a very good movie for one that claimed to be about non-violence and acceptance.
Here is the original trailer which will give you a nice overview. Watch for a young Howard Hesseman. At that time a member of “The Committee” Improv group out of San Fancisco but more popularly known a few years later as Dr. Johnny Fever on WKRP in Cincinnati.
And of course there was THAT SONG –
I wonder if this movie could be considered to have a liberal agenda?
As always –
January 15, 2010
My best guess is that very few people had a “Pickle Truck” selling pickles across from their school.
Being a child of the 70’s I was part of the great social experiment called “Mandatory Busing”.
It was an appropriate concept to address and remedy school segregation that was ludicrous in its execution. In my area it included being bused to a “7th Grade Center” that was at a traditionally or should I say formerly minority school.
In my case this school could at best be described as being – in the ‘hood. 80% of the students were bused in from the suburbs and the remaining 20% came from the immediate area.
My biggest complaint about the school wasn’t the the bus ride or location it was the LACK OF AIR CONDITIONING – IN FLORIDA. That school was a total and complete sweatbox. The only room I ever was in on a regular basis that had air conditioning was my homeroom which I was in for about 15 minutes a day. It had air conditioning installed the year before because it was the chemistry lab, but my science class got to use the lab maybe once or twice during the year. It was probably some time in the 1980’s that the school district finally passed a bond issue to raise the money for air conditioning all the schools in the district. Prior to that I guess they spent all their money on buses, drivers and gas.
I don’t remember any security issues inside the school but it was a fairly common occurence to have to get down on the floor of the bus as we left to avoid the rocks and eggs thrown at the buses by the people and students in the immediate surrounding area.
Every single day as we came and went to school on the bus there was one primary thing we passed. The Pickle Truck. It was parked across the street from the main entrance of the school and was a local neighborhood gathering spot. Since neither I or any of my suburban friends ever frequented The Pickle Truck, I have no idea if they sold anything else like chips or soft drinks.
It was a common everyday occurence to see the non-bused students walking through the halls or in class with a whole dill pickle wrapped in wax paper which did not seem to have been purchased for eating. The pickle was apparently purchased to bite the top off of and then the pickle juice be sucked out as desired. These things, based on how late in the school day they were seen could last most of the day.
I know some people who went to this same school read this blog. Please leave a comment verifying that what I have just written is accurate.
January 6, 2010
Anyone reading this blog should know who Mrs. Robinson is from the movie The Graduate. I refuse to even give an IMDB link. If you don’t know, do your own google search or “go rent it”.
In 1980 and 1981 I worked as a delivery driver for a local Pizza parlor in the Town & Country area of Tampa, FL. It was fun work, decent pay and lots of fun experiences. There was the private investigator whose house looked like something out of my Big Fat Greek Wedding, ordered MULTIPLE pizzas and was a good tipper, there was the singles party scene at the The Racquet Club Apartments Clubhouse, our two most infamous customers however were older single women, both apparently widows.
Widow #1 had what we would today recognize as OCD and a hoarder. She had a simple home stacked to the ceiling with magazines and newspapers. Her weekly order which usually came in late Saturday night consisted of something along the lines of a small pizza, lasagna or spaghetti dish. No big deal. BUT it was her add on’s that were unique. We were located next door to a Circle K and we did her weekly grocery shopping. The normal list included Bag of Dog Chow, Cat Food (Cozy Kitten), Two Lighters, Four Bic Pens, Notebook Filler Paper, Elmer’s Glue, etc… None of us knew exactly why she ordered these things or why she needed so many of them each week. We delivered them and she paid us a fair but not overly generous tip. It was a good deed for a crazy little old lady who probably just needed some Prozac.
Then there was the one I still call Mrs. Robinson. She lived in one of the better areas of our delivery zone and was the widow of an Air Force Colonel and at the time I thought she was REAL old. Looking back she was probably a rough mid 50’s. Large home (at least by 1980 standards) on the waterfront, boat dock with boat on davits (never used), Screened pool. No carpet all terrazo floors. Pretty cool digs. Drove a Lincoln Mark IV.
She usually answered the door with a cigarette and/or cocktail in hand. Her cigarettes were the long brown one’s called “More”, her cocktails were always “on the rocks”. Whether her cocktails were scotch, bourbon or whiskey I never knew, just that they were brown. She had Marilyn Monroe styled messy Platinum Blonde Hair and was usually wearing one of a coterie of Bikinis including a leopard one and most famously the silver lame’ one mentioned in the title of this post. Not that she had the body for it but she was proud of what she did have. Her skin was the texture and color of shoe leather which was so popular in Florida back then.
The entire effect was very Cocktail Nation, Aged “Rat Pack”. She could have been one of Frank Sinatra’s “BABES” back in the day. Just imagine an aged Angie Dickinson lying around the house with “The look of Love” playing on the stereo and you have a complete picture.
She was a GENEROUS tipper.
This Post is dedicated to Uno Pizza where I proposed to my Wife and Denny Nickerson who kept it open as long as he could.