DID Marilyn Monroe EVER Have A Little Red Diary???...

...Samir Muqaddin published his memoir in 2012. He, too, asserted that he spent time reading Marilyn’s diary, not as much time as Rothmiller asserts that he spent reading it; but Muqaddin also asserted that he transcribed some of Marilyn’s entries. Shall we engage in a brief comparison of what each man alleged that they read and copied? According to Michael Rothmiller, Marilyn wrote: Bobby called. He wants to see me. I think I made his [JFK’s] back feel better. I’ll never have to suck another cock again. He [JFK] always wants me to blow him.1 John and I made love in the pool. Niketa is a horrible man and must be stopped. I’m scared there will be a war. John called, he wants to see me again. He’ll have me picked up and taken to the hotel. John told me about Castro and he must be stopped. Bobby and I made love at Peter’s. He wants to see me again. This is our secret. Frank invited me to the lodge [Cal-Neva]. He said it will be fun. He said never to mention Sam [Giancana] at the lodge. He’s mafia. Bobby is gentle. He listens to me. He’s nicer than John. Bobby said he loves me and wants to marry me. I love him. Peter said Robert will come tomorrow. I don’t know if he will. John is sending more men to Vietnam … The Communists must be stopped. It will be a long war. Bobby called. He’s coming to California. He wants to see me. According to Samir Muqaddin, Marilyn wrote: This is for all the people who ever called me a dumb blond. I may be insecure, but not stupid. I only want to twinkle. The FBI wanted me to do something for America. They sent Iron Bob to ask me if Arthur was a Communist. When I told him we weren’t that close he laughed and said you could get closer. He told me I should talk to Paula [Strasberg]. Iron Bob wanted the names of people with us during social engagements and information on Arthur’s meetings with the American Labor Party and the ACLU. Paula and Lee told Arthur to come clean with the Committee but he said he would not sell out his friends. Don’t know why I gave that information. Guess I could be considered a sell out. The best day of my life. I met Jack at Peter’s house. He was introduced as Senator John Kennedy and the next president of the United States. His confidence, intelligence, and charm struck me. It lit a fire. We started seeing each other. I was with the next President and we made violent love. The spy boys were really serious about killing Castro. Big Jim and a guy named Eduardo were actually involved in the Bay of Pigs. Jack never let them forget it. We [Marilyn and the president] attended a meeting with the spy boys and mafia gangsters. They were discussing how to kill Castro. Johnny Roselli [allegedly also one of Marilyn’s many mobster lovers] boasted about the Mafia’s ability to infiltrate anybody’s security to kill them. They had a pill to cram up Castro’s butt. [Who was gonna do the cramming?] Peter asked me to sing Happy Birthday during Jack’s party at Madison Square Garden. I finally met his brother Bobby, It was fun but didn’t work out. I asked Bobby again about us. He told me don’t be ridiculous. Said he was going to become President after Jack and I’m not going to ruin it. Bobby found out about my diary. Can’t believe he raised holy hell for writing about us. Told me to destroy it. Never thought he would react like that. Couldn’t reach Bobby and he won’t call back. The dirty bastard changed his number. He thinks he going to do me like his brother did. I’ll fix them all. I met Jimmy Hoffa at Frank’s party. Made a big fool of myself. Drank too much and smoked too much. Sam [Giancana] and him were asking about Bobby. What did I say? Peter called. Bobby is coming tomorrow. They want me to call off the press conference. Too late. Bobby was really mad. Acted crazy and searched all my stuff. Told him it’s mine. I’ll never let him have it. It is extremely difficult to read the preceding purported quotations from Marilyn’s Little Red Diary and maintain a moderately straight face; and the entries that Robert Slatzer claimed he read in Marilyn’s diary are just as preposterous along with the assertions made by Ted Jordan and Jeanne Carmen regarding Marilyn’s diary entries. Obviously, the quotations proffered by Rothmiller do not read at all like the quotations proffered by Samir Muqaddin; their timber and word structure are completely different; and nothing offered by either quoter reads at all like Marilyn’s actual writings, found in the book Fragments, published in 2010. While Marilyn’s actual writings are mostly stream-of-consciousness and have a poetic coloration reminiscent of the poet e e cummings, Rothmiller turns her into a prepubescent female Earnest Hemingway. Once again, as I have already noted, what Rothmiller asserts came from Marilyn’s diary are so sophomoric they are comic. Besides, based on the book, Fragments, it is clear that Marilyn was a poor speller. Also, she frequently crossed-out words, wrote disjointedly and frequently linked her disjointed thoughts and entries with arrows; and neither Muqaddin nor Rothmiller, not to mention Slatzer, Jordan and Carmen, even denoted those salient facts regarding Marilyn’s actual writings and entries, very evident and on display in the actual journals written by Marilyn and found by Lee Strasberg’s widow, Anna. In his memoir about his association with Marilyn, Norman Rosten, her poet friend, published the following Marilyn composed poem, entitled “To the Weeping Willow”: I stood beneath your limbs And you flowered and finally clung to me, and when the wind struck the earth and the sand—you clung to me. Thinner than a cobweb I, sheerer than any— but it did attach itself and held fast in strong winds life—of which at singular times I am both of your directions— somehow I remain hanging downward the most, as both of your directions pull me. In one of the many notebooks discovered by Anna Strasberg, Marilyn wrote a similar poem. Evidently, being pulled by life’s both directions, toward living and toward dying we can only conclude, was a significant theme and a difficult struggle for Marilyn. Life— I am both of your directions Life Somehow remaining hanging downward the most but strong as a cobweb in the wind—I exist more with the cold glistening frost. But my beaded rays have the colors I’ve seen in a paintings—ah life they have cheated you In another notebook, Marilyn wrote: Oh damn I wish that I were dead—absolutely nonexistent— gone away from here—from everywhere but how would I do it There is always bridges—the Brooklyn bridge—no not the Brooklyn Bridge because But I love that bridge (everything is beautiful from there and the air is so clean) walking it seems peaceful there even with all those cars going crazy underneath. So it would have to be some other bridge an ugly one and with no view—except I particularly like in particular all bridges—there’s some thing about them and besides these I’ve never seen an ugly bridge Not one piece of credible or verifiable evidence has been presented during the past forty-five plus years which proves that Marilyn’s Red Book of Secrets ever existed; and there is absolutely no credible or verifiable evidence presented in Bombshell which proves that Michael Rothmiller actually saw and even read a diary, much less the diary which the movie star herself disavowed. She ac­knowl­edged that she occasionally wrote about the events of her life. Thus, Marilyn’s journals, the ones accidentally discovered by Lee Strasberg’s widow prove conclusively what Marilyn wrote about and how she actually wrote. The red diary as inconsistently and absurdly described by Robert Slatzer, Jeanne Carmen, Samir Muqaddin, Ted Jordan, and now Michael Roth­miller, never existed. Ted Jordan, who wrote his own fairy tale about a relationship with Marilyn which also included her delphic diary, finally admitted, after he told several contradictory stories about the red book, that it never existed. Marilyn’s Little Red Diary never existed. ~ From marilynfromthe22ndrow.com