
I tend to crawl through the internet, picking things up and poking at others, until something explodes in front of me and spiral through link after link until a full picture - sometimes wondrous, other times horrifying - rises up. I knew about the Tate and LaBianca killings and the Manson family's murderous rampage, of course. Who doesn't? But it was only recently, as I was researching a few things for a short story I am writing, that I followed an incredibily convoluted trail of links and the Sharon Tate story opened up to me, and then I spent the evening stunned almost to tears by what I was reading. She was pregnant. She was 26. She was gorgeous. She was lovely and loved. And they destroyed her.
I don't want to treat her as a symbol. I want to preserve her humanity. But if anyone's death symbolizes the senselessness and the injustices that so often torment this mortal shuffle, it may be Sharon Tate's.
In these images she looks nearly immortal. There are crime scene and coroner's photographs on the internet. I found some of them. I won't post them or encourage finding them for yourself. Beauty can be destroyed - viciously, senselessly, and without mercy. It can be left broken. It is the task of the living to preserve the beautiful, however... not to shrink from evil but to stand against it. And so I stand and celebrate beauty.





2 comments:
I think that's what made Manson's crime so especially vile, and why the odd celebration of his character in the past decade is so disturbing. The Manson killings truly were the end of an era in a lot of ways, and seemed to sum up a decade that was marked by progress and beauty but marred by violence repeatedly. I'm glad that you celebrate her beauty.
Sharon Tate was a warm and loving person who cared about life.
She was beautiful both inside and out.
Her star was on the rise and her best years were ahead of her.
Sharon had so much to look forward to.
What a shame she never saw the many tomorrows that she deserved.
George Vreeland Hill
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