Mary Pacios' Accusations - is this a taboo subject?

[Orson&Jazz]

Yes, Orson was innocent all along. I don't know if I was clear enough in my earlier posts, but I did say I never did believe her accusations against Orson. I never once had the notion that he was guilty. I was more apalled that he was innocently dragged into this atrocity.


I visit IMDb all the time, and I look for Orson stuff everywhere on the web, and it so happens I learned of this incident from the IMDb site. And I was afraid to bring up this topic, being fairly new to the boards. But I am interested in every thing regarding Orson and his life, and I want to learn any thing and every thing about him. Unfortunately, this nonsense was attached to his name. So, I needed to know more. I figured this site and these boards would be the best place to get my questions answered because it is here where people who know more about Orson than any other place congregate.


And I was curious as to how she got away with the accusations. But that question was answered by the fact that she came out with her theories after Orson had died, and as Wilson mentioned, you can't libel the deceased. Which was a shame because it was an opportune moment because Orson could not speak for himself. I know he was constantly maligned when he was alive, but I figured he would have at least received some slack, and respect, since his death. Apparently I was wrong.





p.s. to Glenn. Apologies accepted. I kind of expected flak. I do want to hear the tale on how Orson was a little green man from Mars though.

[etimh]

My girlfriend has been reading over my shoulder as I have been following this and other threads on the board. She just got up somewhat disgusted and said to me: "My god, can't you let the man rest in peace--you're like a bunch of desperate vultures picking over the bones of the dead." Is that what we're doing? It made me think. Tim

[Glenn Anders]

Orson & Jazz: I'm pleased that you understand. We live in The Age of Trivialization, and it is common to destroy (deconstruct is the chi-chi term) the reputations of the dead. That kind of character assassination, as you aptly say, is terrible because the person -- Orson Welles, in this case -- can't defend himself/herself. Perhaps, in our old fashioned -- dare I say, doddering? -- way, we were trying to do that for him, in this particular case.

Of course, today, it would seem that Our Leaders, Madison Avenue, and other powerful forces, have think tanks devoted to burying individuals, even institutions, while they yet live.

And etimh, I agree with you that we must attract and hold new voices to the cause and memory of Welles at this site. I hope your logical opinions will continue to be heard. Assure your perceptive girlfriend that most of us do try "to accentuate the positive" here. We just happened to have wandered into a cul-de-sac along this thread.

Now, Orson & Jazz: Have you never heard the story about how my friend, Orson -- Wellesy, I used to call him -- was a little green man from Mars? how he has controlled a small group of us poor devils at Wellesnet.com for all these years? Ah, let me tell you:

It was in the year 1938, in the Fall of the year, as I recall, and I was stretched out on our living room floor, looking up at our big, new Philco radio. Few remember now how that massive mahogany device, with its huge base speaker, had a "Magic [green] Eye" for tuning into distant stations, particularly on the Red and Blue Networks. [Think of the last Presidential Election, and you quickly grasp the diabolical size, scope, and duration of the conspiracy, do you not?] The iris of this eye opened and closed around a dark pupil, which contained a glowing red speck.

[Rather like HAL 9000's eye in, 2001, A SPACE ODYSSEY.]

I was staring at the constantly undulating, modulating green eye, when for the first time, it occured to me, as if in a dream, that I was really looking at a tall, broad shouldered, One-eyed Man! Emanating from deep in Ors -- the Philco's chest, a melifluous baritone voice, which seemed to rock our little house ever so gently, was telling me about "mysterious forces," when . . . .

Have I told this one before? Silly me! There's absolutely nothing to it, of course.

And yet . . . how do we REALLY KNOW who Jeff Wilson is?

Food for thought, Orson & Jazz.