Much has been written about Elizabeth Taylor since her recent death, and I agree with almost all of it. She was, indeed, an incredibly beautiful woman, a fine actress and a larger than life, generous and loving person. I even thought it was rather witty of her to be 15 minutes late to her own funeral. I’ve got nothing to add to any of that, so I won’t get into it.
Let’s talk about James Dean. Taylor starred with Dean in the film Giant. Dean died in a car accident before the film even came out.
According to a reporter who once interviewed Elizabeth Taylor, Taylor told him that James Dean had been molested by his priest as a child. Of course, she swore the journalist to secrecy, but now that she’s dead he figured it was O.K. to spill the beans. I can understand the reporter’s position, if it’s all true. On the other hand, there’s no way to prove that any of it IS true. No way to prove that Taylor said it. No way to prove that, if she said it, she was telling the truth. If she was telling the truth, there’s no way to prove that Dean was telling the truth. Taylor’s dead. Dean died in 1955. The priest is almost certainly dead, or over 100 years old.
There’s a lot of that going around. A new book about Gandhi claims that he was bisexual (with a preference for big, muscular type guys) and didn’t like black people much. Maybe true, maybe not, but a little bit late to matter, in any case.
We did eventually find out that the Gulf of Tonkin incident didn’t actually happen, that the battleship Maine sank due to the accidental explosion of it’s boiler and that the CIA was directly involved in the overthrow of Salvador Allende. Too late to matter, and very few people cared by the time the news came out.
If we find out, 50 years from now, that 9/11 was indeed an inside job, that Cheney, Bush, Rumsfeld and the lot all knew about it, there won’t be any uproar or outcry. All of the principals will be dead and it won’t matter any more. Nobody will care. For all the cries of Never Forget!, it will have been pretty much forgotten. The world moves on.
